Cabbages and KingsA. L. Burt Company, 1904 - 312 pagine O. Henry wove together several stories into this highly episodic narrative. Set in the fictional country of Coralio in Central America, a banana republic where larceny is rampant and revolution lurks in every impoverished back alley, this novel offers cutting satire of contemporary politics and prejudices. Yet, in the end, lovers are reunited, poverty obliterated, and sentiment satisfied. |
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Pagina 12
... shores . Outside the shop were set two large frames filled with specimens of their art and skill . Keogh leaned in the doorway , his bold and humor- ous countenance wearing a look of interest at the unusual influx of life and sound into ...
... shores . Outside the shop were set two large frames filled with specimens of their art and skill . Keogh leaned in the doorway , his bold and humor- ous countenance wearing a look of interest at the unusual influx of life and sound into ...
Pagina 27
... shore the boat of the customs officials was rowing back from the steamer , which had been boarded and inspected according to the laws of Anchuria . There is no harbour at Coralio . Vessels of the draught of the Valhalla must ride at ...
... shore the boat of the customs officials was rowing back from the steamer , which had been boarded and inspected according to the laws of Anchuria . There is no harbour at Coralio . Vessels of the draught of the Valhalla must ride at ...
Pagina 28
... shore ; and in the morning the stock of Three- Star Hennessey , wines and dry goods in Coralio would be found vastly increased . It has also been said that the customs officials jingled more silver in the pockets of their red - striped ...
... shore ; and in the morning the stock of Three- Star Hennessey , wines and dry goods in Coralio would be found vastly increased . It has also been said that the customs officials jingled more silver in the pockets of their red - striped ...
Pagina 34
... native women in their huts , the song of the robin , the salt taste of the breeze , the diminu- endo of the faint surf running along the shore — and , gradually , of a white speck , growing to a 34 Cabbages and Kings.
... native women in their huts , the song of the robin , the salt taste of the breeze , the diminu- endo of the faint surf running along the shore — and , gradually , of a white speck , growing to a 34 Cabbages and Kings.
Pagina 35
... shore . He had seen the frequent flash of her polished brass work and the stripes of her deck - awn- ings so much , and no more . Like a ship on a magic lantern slide the Idalia had crossed the illuminated circle of the consul's little ...
... shore . He had seen the frequent flash of her polished brass work and the stripes of her deck - awn- ings so much , and no more . Like a ship on a magic lantern slide the Idalia had crossed the illuminated circle of the consul's little ...
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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 Señor Goodwin señorita 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
Brani popolari
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.