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Pagina 95
Twas a palatable enough place to look at . The houses were clean and white ;
and to look at ' em stuck around among the scenery they reminded you of hard -
boiled eggs served with lettuce . There was a block of skyscraper mountains in
the ...
Twas a palatable enough place to look at . The houses were clean and white ;
and to look at ' em stuck around among the scenery they reminded you of hard -
boiled eggs served with lettuce . There was a block of skyscraper mountains in
the ...
Pagina 98
Twas a good - sized room , dark and cheerful , but small . ' Twas on a various
street , diversified by houses and conservatory plants . The peasantry of the city
passed to and fro on the fine pasturage between the sidewalks . ' Twas , for the ...
Twas a good - sized room , dark and cheerful , but small . ' Twas on a various
street , diversified by houses and conservatory plants . The peasantry of the city
passed to and fro on the fine pasturage between the sidewalks . ' Twas , for the ...
Pagina 104
... of your eye could see it . ' “ That night , according to arrangements , me and
Henry took the phonograph to a room in a ' dobe house in a dirty side street ,
where the grass was knee high . ' Twas a long room , lit with 104 Cabbages and
Kings.
... of your eye could see it . ' “ That night , according to arrangements , me and
Henry took the phonograph to a room in a ' dobe house in a dirty side street ,
where the grass was knee high . ' Twas a long room , lit with 104 Cabbages and
Kings.
Pagina 105
Twas a long room , lit with smoky oil lamps . There was plenty of chairs , and a
table at the back end . We set the phonograph on the table . Mellinger was there ,
walking up and down , disturbed in his predicaments . He chewed cigars and
spat ...
Twas a long room , lit with smoky oil lamps . There was plenty of chairs , and a
table at the back end . We set the phonograph on the table . Mellinger was there ,
walking up and down , disturbed in his predicaments . He chewed cigars and
spat ...
Pagina 162
66 ' Tis elegant weather for filibusterin ' , " he volunteered . “ It reminds me of the
time I struggled to liberate a nation from the poisonous breath of a tyrant ' s clutch
. ' Twas hard work . ' Tis strainin ' to the back and makes corns on the hands .
66 ' Tis elegant weather for filibusterin ' , " he volunteered . “ It reminds me of the
time I struggled to liberate a nation from the poisonous breath of a tyrant ' s clutch
. ' Twas hard work . ' Tis strainin ' to the back and makes corns on the hands .
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Pagina 14 - Nibj skedaddled yesterday per jack-rabbit line with all the coin in the kitty and the bundle of muslin he's spoony about. The boodle is six figures short. Our crowd in good shape, but we need the spondulicks. You collar it. The main guy and the dry goods are headed for the briny. You know what to do. BOB.
Pagina 59 - The mountains reached up their bulky shoulders to receive the level gallop of Apollo's homing steeds, the day died in the lagoons and in the shadowed banana groves and in the mangrove swamps, where the great blue crabs were beginning to crawl to land for their nightly ramble. And it died, at last, upon the highest peaks. Then the brief twilight, ephemeral as the flight of a moth, came and went; the Southern Cross peeped with its topmost eye above a row of palms, and the fire-flies heralded with their...
Pagina 11 - CORALIO reclined, in the mid-day heat, like some vacuous beauty lounging in a guarded harem. The town lay at the sea's edge on a strip of alluvial coast. It was set like a little pearl in an emerald band. Behind it, and seeming almost to topple, imminent, above it, rose the sea-following range of the Cordilleras.
Pagina 234 - He was the absolute despot and the idol of his people. The wealth of the country poured into his hands. Other presidents had been rapacious without reason. Losada amassed enormous wealth, but his people had their share of the benefits. The joint in his armor was his insatiate passion for monuments and tokens commemorating his glory. In every town he caused to be erected statues of himself bearing legends in praise of his greatness. In the walls of every public edifice, tablets were fixed reciting...