Complete Writings of O. Henry [i.e. W.S. Porter]Doubleday, Page, 1917 |
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Pagina 112
... Don Sabas Placido , the newly con- firmed Minister of War . The president had requested a convention of his cabinet for the discussion of questions politic and for the transaction of certain routine matters of state . The session had ...
... Don Sabas Placido , the newly con- firmed Minister of War . The president had requested a convention of his cabinet for the discussion of questions politic and for the transaction of certain routine matters of state . The session had ...
Pagina 113
... Don Sabas - a man at once merry , learned , whim- sical and audacious - that he should have disturbed the dust of this musty and sleeping statute to increase the humour of the world by so much as a smile from his indulgent colleagues ...
... Don Sabas - a man at once merry , learned , whim- sical and audacious - that he should have disturbed the dust of this musty and sleeping statute to increase the humour of the world by so much as a smile from his indulgent colleagues ...
Pagina 115
... Don Sabas ' little pleasantry arrived in the form of the imposing and preposterous commission , the collector smiled . He had not ex- pected such prompt and overwhelming response to his recommendation . He despatched a muchacho at once ...
... Don Sabas ' little pleasantry arrived in the form of the imposing and preposterous commission , the collector smiled . He had not ex- pected such prompt and overwhelming response to his recommendation . He despatched a muchacho at once ...
Pagina 123
... Don Sabas Placido . A travel- ler , a soldier , a poet , a scientist , a statesman and a connoisseur - the wonder was that he could content himself with the petty , remote life of his native country . " It is a whim of Placido's ...
... Don Sabas Placido . A travel- ler , a soldier , a poet , a scientist , a statesman and a connoisseur - the wonder was that he could content himself with the petty , remote life of his native country . " It is a whim of Placido's ...
Pagina 130
... Sabas Placido , traitor to your country . With your face to a wall . So , you will die . I am the admiral , and I will take you to them . With your face to a wall . Yes . " Don Sabas half turned and waved his hand , with a ringing laugh ...
... Sabas Placido , traitor to your country . With your face to a wall . So , you will die . I am the admiral , and I will take you to them . With your face to a wall . Yes . " Don Sabas half turned and waved his hand , with a ringing laugh ...
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Pagina 51 - 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 209 - Hie old boy doesn't draw badly at all. But, ye goddesses of Art! listen to the monstrosity he expects me to paint. He wants himself in the centre of the canvas, of course. He is to be painted as Jupiter sitting on Olympus, with the clouds at his feet. At one side of him stands George Washington, in full regimentals, with his hand on the president's shoulder. An angel with outstretched wings hovers overhead, and is placing a laurel wreath on the president's head, crowning him — Queen of the May,...