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basket became began Black Brothers black stone blue bottle bread called cast certainly CHAPTER climbed close cloud colour cried dark dear descended door DOYLE drink dwarf eyes face feet fell fire flask furnace gave give glacier Gluck gold Golden River gone grew half Hans hard head hill holy water hour ILLUSTRATED King kitchen legs light lips little gentleman little Gluck looked lying melted morning mountains mutton never old gentleman opened ORRIN SMITH passed path piece poor priest rain roar rocks rose round Schwartz seemed seen shadow shook side singing sorry stood strange stream stretched thing thirst thought three drops took Treasure Valley turned voice walked waves West Wind whole wind window
Стр. 4 - I'm wet, let me in." To do the little gentleman justice, he was wet. His feather hung down between his legs like a beaten puppy's tail, dripping like an umbrella ; and from the ends of his mustaches the water was running into his waistcoat pockets, and out again like a mill stream. " I beg pardon, sir," said Gluck, " I'm very sorry, but I really can't.
Стр. 45 - The little king looked very kind," thought he. "I don't think he will turn me into a black stone." So he went to the priest, and the priest gave him some holy water as soon as he asked for it. Then Gluck took some bread in his basket, and the bottle of water, and set off very early for the mountains.
Стр. 10 - I'm very, very hungry, sir ; couldn't you spare me a bit of bread before I go ? " " Bread, indeed ! " said Schwartz ; " do you suppose we've nothing to do with our bread, but to give it to such red-nosed fellows as you ? " "Why don't you sell your feather?" said Hans, sneeringly. "Out with you." " A little bit,
Стр. 46 - I am faint with thirst; give me some of that water." Then Gluck looked at him, and when he saw that he was pale and weary, he gave him the water; " Only pray don't drink it all,
Стр. 35 - Three drops are enough," at — \ last thought he ; "I may, at least, cool my lips with it." He opened the flask, and was raising it to his lips, when his eye fell on an object lying on the rock beside him ; he thought it moved. It was a small dog, apparently in the last agony of death from thirst. Its tongue was...
Стр. 44 - Gluck found that Schwartz did not come back, he was very sorry, and did not know what to do. He had no •~ money, and was obliged to go and hire himself again to the goldsmith, who worked him very hard, and gave him very little money. So, after a month, or two, Gluck grew tired, and made up his mind to go and try his fortune with the Golden River. " The little king looked very kind,
Стр. 34 - D 3 him, and fell thundering across his path; and though he had repeatedly faced these dangers on the most terrific glaciers, and in the wildest weather, it was with a new and oppressive feeling of panic terror that he leaped the last chasm, and flung himself exhausted and shuddering, on the firm turf of the mountain. He had been compelled to abandon his basket of food, which...
Стр. 13 - Gluck left the room melancholy enough. The brothers ate as much mutton as they could, locked the rest in the cupboard, and proceeded to get very drunk after dinner. Such a night as it was! Howling wind and rushing rain, without intermission. The brothers had just sense enough left to put up all the shutters, and double-bar the door, before they went to bed.