The Hunter-naturalist: Romance of Sporting; Or, Wild Scenes and Wild Hunters

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J.B. Lippincott, Grambo & Company, 1859 - Всего страниц: 602

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Стр. 490 - Met his own image walking in the garden. That apparition, sole of men, he saw. For know there are two worlds of life and death: One that which thou beholdest ; but the other Is underneath the grave, where do inhabit The shadows of all forms that think and live Till death unite them and they part no more...
Стр. 596 - Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, Or abide by thy crib? Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
Стр. 160 - Thoughtless, and as I fancied myself in so retired a spot secure, I paid little attention to her talk or her movements. I helped my dog to a good supper of venison, and was not long in satisfying the demands of my own appetite.
Стр. 457 - Nature turned me toward home. The light flakes of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was some distance from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me I was still their fugitive.
Стр. 160 - Feeling hungry, I inquired what sort of fare I might expect. Such a thing as a bed was not to be seen, but many large untanned bear and buffalo hides lay piled in a corner. I drew a fine timepiece from my breast, and told the woman that it was late, and that I was fatigued. She had espied my watch, the richness of which seemed to operate upon her feelings with electric quickness. She told me...
Стр. 160 - The Indian rose from his seat, as if in extreme suffering. He passed and repassed me several times, and once pinched me on the side so violently, that the pain nearly brought forth an exclamation of anger. I looked at him. His eye met mine; but his look was so forbidding, that it struck a chill into the more nervous part of my system. He again seated himself, drew his...
Стр. 154 - ... my safety the hurricane was passing opposite the place where I stood never can I forget the scene which at that moment presented itself the tops of the trees were seen moving in the strangest manner in the central current of the tempest which carried along with it a mingled mass of twigs and foliage that completely obscured the view some of the largest trees were seen bending and writhing under the gale others suddenly snapped across and many after a momentary resistance fell uprooted to the...
Стр. 178 - Well, kind reader, one out of three shots generally hits the nail, and should the shooters amount to half a dozen, two nails are frequently needed before each can have a shot. Those who drive the nail have a further trial amongst themselves, and the two best shots out of these generally settle the affair, when all the sportsmen adjourn to some house, and spend an hour iqj two in friendly intercourse, appointing, before they part, a day for another trial. This is technically termed Driving the Nail.
Стр. 153 - I was leaning on my knees, with my lips about to touch, the water, when, from my proximity to the earth, I heard a distant murmuring sound of an extraordinary nature. I drank, however, and as I rose on my feet, looked towards the south-west, where I observed a yellowish oval spot, the appearance of which was quite new to me.

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