Complete Writings of O. Henry [i.e. W.S. Porter]Doubleday, Page, 1917 |
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Pagina 8
... waiting - rooms of its rulers with proposals for railways and concessions . The little opéra - bouffe nations play at government and intrigue until some day a big , si- lent gunboat glides into the offing and warns them not to break ...
... waiting - rooms of its rulers with proposals for railways and concessions . The little opéra - bouffe nations play at government and intrigue until some day a big , si- lent gunboat glides into the offing and warns them not to break ...
Pagina 22
... waiting game that he had to play . The consul was interested in his report . He was only twenty - four ; and he had not been in Coralio long enough for his enthusiasm to cool in the heat of the tropics - a paradox that may be allowed ...
... waiting game that he had to play . The consul was interested in his report . He was only twenty - four ; and he had not been in Coralio long enough for his enthusiasm to cool in the heat of the tropics - a paradox that may be allowed ...
Pagina 49
... waiting for the doctor's order . There was no dust on it . After they had drank twice Smith said : " You say there were no passengers on the Karlse- fin , Doc ? Are you sure about that ? It seems to me I heard somebody down on the beach ...
... waiting for the doctor's order . There was no dust on it . After they had drank twice Smith said : " You say there were no passengers on the Karlse- fin , Doc ? Are you sure about that ? It seems to me I heard somebody down on the beach ...
Pagina 51
... waiting , never relaxing his sharp gaze in the direction of the steamer . The incongruous yachtsman had concentrated his in- terest upon the innocent fruiter . Twice had he been assured that no passengers had come to Coralio on board of ...
... waiting , never relaxing his sharp gaze in the direction of the steamer . The incongruous yachtsman had concentrated his in- terest upon the innocent fruiter . Twice had he been assured that no passengers had come to Coralio on board of ...
Pagina 52
... waiting for something to occur , which was foreign to the air of Coralio . Like some passing bird of brilliant plumage , Smith alights on this palmy shore but to preen his wings for an instant and then to fly away upon silent pin- ions ...
... waiting for something to occur , which was foreign to the air of Coralio . Like some passing bird of brilliant plumage , Smith alights on this palmy shore but to preen his wings for an instant and then to fly away upon silent pin- ions ...
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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,...