The Overland MonthlySamuel Carson, 1920 |
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... persons to decide vexed social questions ! " She ended with quite a grand flourish for a woman of her size , and imme- diately began to follow up the rather cowed look that she thought she saw in her landlord's inflamed eyes by pressing ...
... persons to decide vexed social questions ! " She ended with quite a grand flourish for a woman of her size , and imme- diately began to follow up the rather cowed look that she thought she saw in her landlord's inflamed eyes by pressing ...
Stran 65
... person of Jack Marny , night policeman on the Daily Sun. His collar bore one , two , greasy finger prints and the brown fedora which he held with terrible indecision , as if it had , in some subtle way , linked him to his terrifying ...
... person of Jack Marny , night policeman on the Daily Sun. His collar bore one , two , greasy finger prints and the brown fedora which he held with terrible indecision , as if it had , in some subtle way , linked him to his terrifying ...
Stran 143
... person who had never been to the Yosemite might ask me about it expect- ing to have it visualized for them through my description . I might show them a bucket of water I had brought from the falls . Would these drops of water convey to ...
... person who had never been to the Yosemite might ask me about it expect- ing to have it visualized for them through my description . I might show them a bucket of water I had brought from the falls . Would these drops of water convey to ...
Stran 153
... that hour , when the mail edition had al- ready gone to press , a suicide story could get only a few lines unless it pos- sessed very unusual features , or concern- ed a prominent person . But the girl's name sounded.
... that hour , when the mail edition had al- ready gone to press , a suicide story could get only a few lines unless it pos- sessed very unusual features , or concern- ed a prominent person . But the girl's name sounded.
Stran 154
... person who had shot himself ? Always terribly powder - burn- ed , wasn't he ? This girl must have held the revolver at least three feet away . " " That's good work , Wyatt , " comment- ed the city editor . " You may have a good story ...
... person who had shot himself ? Always terribly powder - burn- ed , wasn't he ? This girl must have held the revolver at least three feet away . " " That's good work , Wyatt , " comment- ed the city editor . " You may have a good story ...
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Stran 232 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said : "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say ?" "Why, say, 'Sail on ! sail on ! and on !'" "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan and weak.
Stran 158 - Sail on ! sail on ! sail on ! and on !" Then pale and worn, he paced his deck, And peered through darkness.
Stran 158 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say, at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 133 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Stran 113 - The bravest battle that ever was fought! Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not : 'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Stran 232 - BEHIND him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores ; Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak; what shall I say?
Stran 113 - In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 158 - This mad sea shows his teeth tonight. He curls his lip, he lies in wait. With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Adm'r'l, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 87 - For ever and aye in dust at his side ? " Look at the roses saluting each other ; Look at the herds all at peace on the plain. Man, and man only, makes war on his brother ; And laughs in his heart at his peril and pain : Shamed by the beasts that go down on the plain. " Is it worth while that we battle to humble Some poor fellow down into the dust...
Stran 158 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light!