Traits of American Humor, Том 3Colburn and Company, 1852 - Всего страниц: 332 |
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Стр. 104 - EARLY, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face, My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims, on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die.
Стр. 262 - ... to the jice. It was monstrous unhandy to git to it, but I was termined not to back out So I sot some chairs on top of a bench, and got hold of the rope, and let myself down into the bag ; but...
Стр. 260 - Majer's got to give me a Crismus gift — won't you, Majer?" "Oh, yes," ses I, "you know I promised you one.
Стр. 262 - They all agreed they would hang up a bag for me to put Miss Mary's Crismus present in, on the back porch, and about ten o'clock I told 'em good evenin and went home. I sot up till midnight, and when they was all gone to bed I went softly into the back gate, and went up to the porch, and thar, shore enough, was a great big meal-bag hangin to the jice.
Стр. 265 - Don't hurt it for the world," ses Miss Mary. Cato untied the rope that was round the jice, and let the bag down easy on the floor, and I tumbled out all covered with cornmeal, from head to foot. " Goodness gracious ! " ses Miss Mary, " if it ain't the Majer himself ! " " Yes," ses I, " and you know you promised to keep my Crismus present as long as you lived.
Стр. 266 - I'd like to have it all over at once, but young galls always like to be engaged a while, you know, so I spose I must wait a month or so. Mary (she ses I mustn't call her Miss Mary now) has been a good deal of trouble and botheration to me ; but if you could see her you wouldn't think I ought to grudge a little sufferin to git sich a sweet little wife.
Стр. 115 - The Dark Corner" of Lincoln. I believe it took its name from the moral darkness which reigned over that portion of the county at the time of which I am speaking. If in this point of view it was but a shade darker than the rest of the county, it was inconceivably dark. If any man can name a trick or sin which had not been committed at the time of which I am speaking, in the very focus of...
Стр. 117 - I'll see you a fair fight; blast my old shoes if I don't." "That's sufficient, as Tom Haynes said, when he saw the elephant. Now let him come." Thus they went on, with countless oaths interspersed, which I dare not even hint at, and with much that I could not distinctly hear. In mercy's name!
Стр. 117 - Yes, I kin, and am able to do it. Boo-oo-oo! Oh, wake snakes, and walk your chalks. Brimstone and fire! Don't hold me, Nick Stoval!— the fight 's made up and let's go at it. my soul, if I don't jump down his throat and gallop every chitterling out of him, before you can say 'quit'.
Стр. 168 - Why, the fire caught the high grass close by, and the wind carried the flames streakin' across the prairie. I followed up the fire, holding my chunk of meat directly over the blaze, and the way we went it was a caution to any thing short of locomotive doin's. Once in a while a little flurry of wind would come along, and the fire would get a few yards the start ; but I'd brush upon her, lap her with my chunk, and then we'd have it again, nip and chuck. You never seed such a tight race — it was beautiful.