Complete Writings of O. Henry [i.e. W.S. Porter]Doubleday, Page, 1917 |
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Pagina 71
... Johnny At- wood to the desperate expedient of accepting office under a despised Federal Government so that he might go far , far away and never see again the false , fair face that had wrecked his young life . The con- sulship at ...
... Johnny At- wood to the desperate expedient of accepting office under a despised Federal Government so that he might go far , far away and never see again the false , fair face that had wrecked his young life . The con- sulship at ...
Pagina 72
... Johnny , the son of Judge Atwood , who lived in the big colonial mansion on the edge of Dalesburg . It would seem that the desirable Rosine should have been pleased to return the affection of an At- wood , a name honoured all over the ...
... Johnny , the son of Judge Atwood , who lived in the big colonial mansion on the edge of Dalesburg . It would seem that the desirable Rosine should have been pleased to return the affection of an At- wood , a name honoured all over the ...
Pagina 73
... Johnny persuaded him to set the wheels moving for some foreign appointment . He would go away - away . Perhaps in years to come Rosine would think how true , how faithful his love had been , and would drop a tear - maybe in the cream ...
... Johnny persuaded him to set the wheels moving for some foreign appointment . He would go away - away . Perhaps in years to come Rosine would think how true , how faithful his love had been , and would drop a tear - maybe in the cream ...
Pagina 74
... Johnny seemed to conceive a mutual friendship at once . Keogh took the new con- sul about town and presented him to the handful of Americans and the smaller number of French and Germans who made up the " foreign " contingent . And then ...
... Johnny seemed to conceive a mutual friendship at once . Keogh took the new con- sul about town and presented him to the handful of Americans and the smaller number of French and Germans who made up the " foreign " contingent . And then ...
Pagina 75
... Johnny , lazily . " I wanted to go somewhere in the world where they didn't talk about farms . There are none here , are there ? " " Not the kind you are acquainted with , " answered the ex - consul . " There is no such art here as agri ...
... Johnny , lazily . " I wanted to go somewhere in the world where they didn't talk about farms . There are none here , are there ? " " Not the kind you are acquainted with , " answered the ex - consul . " There is no such art here as agri ...
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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,...