God's PuppetsMacmillan, 1916 - 309 sider |
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Side 5
... shook its head ; but when he inau- gurated a weekly afternoon tea and read Locksley Hall by the open fire in the twilight the town could not resist . Now Tennyson done into Irish after tea is a tempter that few women could withstand ...
... shook its head ; but when he inau- gurated a weekly afternoon tea and read Locksley Hall by the open fire in the twilight the town could not resist . Now Tennyson done into Irish after tea is a tempter that few women could withstand ...
Side 6
... was coming into her face . He shook his head and sent her to a convent , and she ran away and wrote him from a boarding school . He laughed , made a note 6 GOD'S PUPPETS into his mellow early sixties and found him tall, ...
... was coming into her face . He shook his head and sent her to a convent , and she ran away and wrote him from a boarding school . He laughed , made a note 6 GOD'S PUPPETS into his mellow early sixties and found him tall, ...
Side 37
... shook and she moaned . What have I done ! What have I done ! Be- fore God , I've done no evil - no evil - no evil ! Oh , what have I done ! " she cried as she clenched her soft white hands . The reporter rose and stood looking at the ...
... shook and she moaned . What have I done ! What have I done ! Be- fore God , I've done no evil - no evil - no evil ! Oh , what have I done ! " she cried as she clenched her soft white hands . The reporter rose and stood looking at the ...
Side 40
... shook her head and clearly was thinking of something else . She was working out in her mind , through the labyrinth of the politi- cal situation as she knew it , some plan to stop the publication of the circular , either with her ...
... shook her head and clearly was thinking of something else . She was working out in her mind , through the labyrinth of the politi- cal situation as she knew it , some plan to stop the publication of the circular , either with her ...
Side 48
... shook her head , and the Colonel from his post down the cor- ridor heard the front door open and close and felt the night wind blowing through the house . PART III - When the Nixons came home from Europe from their two years ' sojourn ...
... shook her head , and the Colonel from his post down the cor- ridor heard the front door open and close and felt the night wind blowing through the house . PART III - When the Nixons came home from Europe from their two years ' sojourn ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
ain't answered Archimedes asked Astor House bank banker beautiful began Boyce Kilworth Boyceville Cale Caleb Hale called Charley Herrington cigar Club Colonel Longford congressman Constitution Street cried Cripple Creek crowd damn Debbie Deborah desk Dick Hale Doctor dollars door dream editor Elias Elsie eyes face father flowers garden girl Globe office gone Hale's half hand Hayden head heard heart Hiram Larson Jack Beasley Jimmy Joel Ladgett Judge Judge's kind knew Kurtlin Lalla Rookh Lally larkspurs laughed little Dick live Longheath looked man's never night Nixon nodded old party paper paused Pelléas and Mélisande poor Prince Charmin Raynham replied rington rose shook silence smiled soul spoke stood story strange boy talk tell things Toney Delaney took town turned Ty Cobb Vashti voice walked window woman women words young youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 264 - With hue like that when some great painter dips His pencil in the gloom of earthquake and eclipse.
Side 283 - For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...
Side 151 - ... line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little and there a little.
Side 23 - Now is the time for all good men and true to come to the aid of the party.
Side 183 - ... for a day or a week or a month or a year; but from antiquity to posterity fcr many ages." the slaughter, "there were more young men in the country.
Side 293 - ... he had dammed, let the hand with the book drop to his knee as the talk woke in his heart a faint pulse from some underconsciousness that had not been stirred for years. The boys were lying on a lawn beneath the stone veranda railing whereon his old feet rested. From time to time the youngsters...
Side 294 - Canned 1" sighed the old party. "Canned boys I " he repeated. The boys looked up and, seeing the feet disappear from the railing, Thirteen rose quickly and said as he appeared: "Yes, sir. What was it, Father? Did you speak?
Side 298 - ... twenty glassies and a dozen potteries and a whole cigar box of commies — he put my black agate in his slingshot, whirled it round his head and killed a pigeon with it on a roof.
Side 248 - The man turned his face toward Mrs. Ladgett, a monumental person with three chins. " Hiram," she repeated, " get a hack — Joel is tired; tell it to come to the alley; I don't want them to see him.