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 39
... streets . If this was a message to him from Ida , what could it mean save an overture toward a reconciliation ? And if ... street that led him along the border of the little plaza where a band was playing and people were rambling , care ...
... streets . If this was a message to him from Ida , what could it mean save an overture toward a reconciliation ? And if ... street that led him along the border of the little plaza where a band was playing and people were rambling , care ...
Pagina 52
... Street of the Holy Sepul- chre . A grove of small orange - trees crowded against one side of it , enclosed by a low , rock wall over which a tall man might easily step . The house was of plastered adobe , stained a hundred shades of ...
... Street of the Holy Sepul- chre . A grove of small orange - trees crowded against one side of it , enclosed by a low , rock wall over which a tall man might easily step . The house was of plastered adobe , stained a hundred shades of ...
Pagina 53
... Street of the Holy Sepulchre , the solitary permanent guest of that decaying hotel sat at its door , enjoying the breeze from the sea . Dr. Gregg , the quarantine physician , was a man of fifty or sixty , with a florid face and the ...
... Street of the Holy Sepulchre , the solitary permanent guest of that decaying hotel sat at its door , enjoying the breeze from the sea . Dr. Gregg , the quarantine physician , was a man of fifty or sixty , with a florid face and the ...
Pagina 63
... streets of Coralio unsuspected , ready to intercept the truant official should he show himself there . Goodwin was very well convinced that no precau- tions had been overlooked . He strolled about the streets that bore such high ...
... streets of Coralio unsuspected , ready to intercept the truant official should he show himself there . Goodwin was very well convinced that no precau- tions had been overlooked . He strolled about the streets that bore such high ...
Pagina 64
... streets were deserted . The oil lamps that had burned , a sickly yellow , at random corners , had been extinguished by some economical civic agent . Coralio lay sleeping calmly between top- pling mountains and encroaching sea like a ...
... streets were deserted . The oil lamps that had burned , a sickly yellow , at random corners , had been extinguished by some economical civic agent . Coralio lay sleeping calmly between top- pling mountains and encroaching sea like a ...
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Parole e frasi comuni
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.