Cabbages and KingsDoubleday, Doran, 1904 - 266 pagine |
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Pagina 140
... El Nacional . During the next few months the navy had its troubles . Even an admiral is perplexed to know what to do without any orders . But none came . Neither did any salaries . El Nacional swung idly at anchor . When Felipe's little ...
... El Nacional . During the next few months the navy had its troubles . Even an admiral is perplexed to know what to do without any orders . But none came . Neither did any salaries . El Nacional swung idly at anchor . When Felipe's little ...
Pagina 141
... El Nacional turned out with the other coast craft and became a wage - earner . She worked with the lighters freighting bananas and oranges out to the fruit steamers that could not approach nearer than a mile from the shore . Surely a ...
... El Nacional turned out with the other coast craft and became a wage - earner . She worked with the lighters freighting bananas and oranges out to the fruit steamers that could not approach nearer than a mile from the shore . Surely a ...
Pagina 146
... El Nacional was tacking swiftly down coast in a stiff landward breeze . The Rio Ruiz is a small river , emptying into the sea ten miles below Coralio . That portion of the coast is wild and solitary . Through a gorge in the Cordilleras ...
... El Nacional was tacking swiftly down coast in a stiff landward breeze . The Rio Ruiz is a small river , emptying into the sea ten miles below Coralio . That portion of the coast is wild and solitary . Through a gorge in the Cordilleras ...
Pagina 150
... El Nacional set themselves with fam- ished delight . About sunset , as was its custom , the breeze veered and swept back from the mountains , cool and steady , bringing a taste of the stagnant lagoons and mangrove swamps that guttered ...
... El Nacional set themselves with fam- ished delight . About sunset , as was its custom , the breeze veered and swept back from the mountains , cool and steady , bringing a taste of the stagnant lagoons and mangrove swamps that guttered ...
Pagina 152
... El Nacional swerved , and headed straight as an arrow's course for the shore . " Do me the favour , " said the large man , a trifle restively , " to acknowledge , at least , that you catch the sound of my words . " It was possible ...
... El Nacional swerved , and headed straight as an arrow's course for the shore . " Do me the favour , " said the large man , a trifle restively , " to acknowledge , at least , that you catch the sound of my words . " It was possible ...
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admiral aguardiente American Anchuria Atwood bananas beach Beelzebub Billy Keogh Blythe boat bottle captain Caribs Casa Morena chair cigar Clancy coast cocoanut Colonel Falcon consul cool Coralio crew Dalesburg Dicky dollars Don Sabas door drink El Nacional Estebán eyes face Felipe flag friends Geddie graft grass Gregg Guatemala hand head Hemstetter honour Johnny Johnny's Karlsefin lady land laughed looked Losada Madama Maloney Mellinger morning native never night Number Olivarra Orleans paint Pasa pesos phonograph picture President Miraflores president's republic Rosine sail sand says seemed Seņor Goodwin seņorita shoes shore sloop smile smoke Spanish Spanish Main steamer steps stood street tell there's thing thousand tintype took town trepanning tropics turned Twas valise Vega verree Vesuvius Wahrfield waiting walked White Winchester rifles yacht Zavalla
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Pagina 14 - His Nibs 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 to 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.