The Overland MonthlySamuel Carson, 1902 |
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第 548 頁
... with me , and I - I don't tell him anything any more . Aunt N. ( dryly ) -You probably don't need to . Dot - Anyway , he don't know about Lazarus and never shall . Mamma , Fred can leave me at the corner , and I'll just. SPARTAN DOROTAY ...
... with me , and I - I don't tell him anything any more . Aunt N. ( dryly ) -You probably don't need to . Dot - Anyway , he don't know about Lazarus and never shall . Mamma , Fred can leave me at the corner , and I'll just. SPARTAN DOROTAY ...
第 549 頁
... tell mamma all about it when she comes home . I never hide anything from her ! But Aunt Ki is so different ; her suspicions invite deceit . Come on , Fred . I'm going to leave you outside the parlor door while I go into the sitting room ...
... tell mamma all about it when she comes home . I never hide anything from her ! But Aunt Ki is so different ; her suspicions invite deceit . Come on , Fred . I'm going to leave you outside the parlor door while I go into the sitting room ...
第 550 頁
... telling me the queer thing , for I'm going to turn the gas off , and leave you in the dark if you don't go to your room . Willie - All right , I'm gone . But ( call- ing from the stairs ) , do you have to have fresh mud on all your ...
... telling me the queer thing , for I'm going to turn the gas off , and leave you in the dark if you don't go to your room . Willie - All right , I'm gone . But ( call- ing from the stairs ) , do you have to have fresh mud on all your ...
第 561 頁
... telling . Then the lovers of Stevenson are so many and they are forever demanding the one word more , and this is Mr. Balfour's justifi- cation . Robert Louis Stevenson was born in 1850 and died in 1894. He was the poet of youth , and ...
... telling . Then the lovers of Stevenson are so many and they are forever demanding the one word more , and this is Mr. Balfour's justifi- cation . Robert Louis Stevenson was born in 1850 and died in 1894. He was the poet of youth , and ...
第 566 頁
... tell . But like the muttering of thunder , which grows louder as it nears , it reached the distant mines and fell with a crash . The excitement was intense . Pick and shovel were uncere- moniously dropped , and one by one , and in ...
... tell . But like the muttering of thunder , which grows louder as it nears , it reached the distant mines and fell with a crash . The excitement was intense . Pick and shovel were uncere- moniously dropped , and one by one , and in ...
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第 848 頁 - ASLEEP in Jesus! blessed sleep! •£•»- From which none ever wakes to weep, A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes.
第 574 頁 - And when he fell in whirlwind, he went down As when a lordly cedar, green with boughs, Goes down with a great shout upon the hills, And leaves a lonesome place against the sky.
第 851 頁 - As you are now so once was I; As I am now so you must be, Prepare for death and follow me.
第 722 頁 - Through all the wonderful, eventful centuries since Christ's time — and long before that — God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand straining, leveling tempests and floods ; but he cannot save them from fools, — only Uncle Sam can do that.
第 848 頁 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
第 780 頁 - Of this fair land : thy golden rootlets sup Her sands of gold — of gold thy petals spun. Her golden glory, thou! on hills and plains, Lifting, exultant, every kingly cup Brimmed with the golden vintage of the sun.
第 791 頁 - University ; and the funds accruing from the rents or sale of such lands, or from any other source...
第 722 頁 - Any fool can destroy trees. They cannot run away; and if they could, they would still be destroyed — chased and hunted down as long as run or a dollar could be got out of their bark hides, branching horns or magnificent bole backbones.
第 562 頁 - For fourteen years I have not had a day's real health; I have wakened sick and gone to bed weary; and I have done my work unflinchingly. I have written in bed, and written out of it, written in hemorrhages, written in sickness, written torn by coughing, written when my head swam for weakness ; and for so long it seems to me I have won my wager and recovered my glove.
第 561 頁 - I was standing out on the little verandah in front of my room this morning, and there went through me or over me a wave of extraordinary and apparently baseless emotion.