Complete Writings of O. Henry [i.e. W.S. Porter]Doubleday, Page, 1917 |
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Pagina 4
... the very moment when Fortune had ceased to smile , wresting from her a gift greater than the prize withdrawn . Of the American , Don Frank Goodwin , and of his wife the natives have nothing but good to say . 4 CABBAGES AND KINGS.
... the very moment when Fortune had ceased to smile , wresting from her a gift greater than the prize withdrawn . Of the American , Don Frank Goodwin , and of his wife the natives have nothing but good to say . 4 CABBAGES AND KINGS.
Pagina 5
O. Henry. wife the natives have nothing but good to say . Don Frank has lived among them for years , and has com- pelled their respect . His lady is easily queen of what social life the sober coast affords . The wife of the governor of ...
O. Henry. wife the natives have nothing but good to say . Don Frank has lived among them for years , and has com- pelled their respect . His lady is easily queen of what social life the sober coast affords . The wife of the governor of ...
Pagina 10
... native boy dashed down a grass - grown street , shriek- ing : " Busca el Señor Goodwin . He venido un telégrafo por él ! ” The word passed quickly . Telegrams do not often come to any one in Coralio . The cry for Señor Good- win was ...
... native boy dashed down a grass - grown street , shriek- ing : " Busca el Señor Goodwin . He venido un telégrafo por él ! ” The word passed quickly . Telegrams do not often come to any one in Coralio . The cry for Señor Good- win was ...
Pagina 11
... natives was drowned and silenced . Fifty yards away , on the seaward side of the street , stood the abode of the consul for the United States . Out from the door of this building tumbled Goodwin at 11 " FOX - IN - THE - MORNING "
... natives was drowned and silenced . Fifty yards away , on the seaward side of the street , stood the abode of the consul for the United States . Out from the door of this building tumbled Goodwin at 11 " FOX - IN - THE - MORNING "
Pagina 20
... natives , and the shabby cabins of negroes from Jamaica and the West India islands . A few structures raised their heads above the red - tiled roofs of the one - story houses - the bell tower of the Calaboza , the Hotel de los ...
... natives , and the shabby cabins of negroes from Jamaica and the West India islands . A few structures raised their heads above the red - tiled roofs of the one - story houses - the bell tower of the Calaboza , the Hotel de los ...
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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 Coralio crew Dalesburg Dicky Doctor Gregg dollars Don Sabas door drink El Nacional Estebán eyes face Felipe flag Frank Goodwin friends Geddie graft grass Guatemala hand head Hemstetter honour Johnny Johnny's Karlsefin lady land looked Losada Madama Maloney Mellinger morning native navy never night Number Olivarra Orleans paint Pasa pesos phonograph picture President Miraflores republic Rosine sail says seemed Señor Goodwin señorita shoes shore sloop smile Smith 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 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,...