American Humourists: Recent and LivingA. Gardner, 1897 - 328 страница |
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... heard him . It was in Phila- delphia , and the subject of his lecture , according to the bills , was 66 Sixty Minutes in Africa . " A map of Africa was suspended at the back of the platform . " Except in the way of burlesque , " says Mr ...
... heard him . It was in Phila- delphia , and the subject of his lecture , according to the bills , was 66 Sixty Minutes in Africa . " A map of Africa was suspended at the back of the platform . " Except in the way of burlesque , " says Mr ...
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... heard much of you , and declares positively he can't go to bed until he hears you elocute . " " Hears me what ? " asked the professor between his chattering teeth . " Hears you elocute - recite - declaim - understand ? -specimen of your ...
... heard much of you , and declares positively he can't go to bed until he hears you elocute . " " Hears me what ? " asked the professor between his chattering teeth . " Hears you elocute - recite - declaim - understand ? -specimen of your ...
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... Do you think they will put him in a Bastile ? " " Train ? Train ? -George Francis Train ? " said Artemus solemnly . " I never heard of him . ” This ignorance kept the man quiet for fifteen minutes ; ARTEMUS WARD . 27 17.
... Do you think they will put him in a Bastile ? " " Train ? Train ? -George Francis Train ? " said Artemus solemnly . " I never heard of him . ” This ignorance kept the man quiet for fifteen minutes ; ARTEMUS WARD . 27 17.
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... heard ! A. Why , what makes you think that ? Q. How could I think otherwise ? Why , look here ! Who is this a picture of on the wall ? Isn't that a brother of yours ? A. - Oh ! yes , yes , yes ! that was a brother of mine . called him ...
... heard ! A. Why , what makes you think that ? Q. How could I think otherwise ? Why , look here ! Who is this a picture of on the wall ? Isn't that a brother of yours ? A. - Oh ! yes , yes , yes ! that was a brother of mine . called him ...
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... heard anything like this . Somebody was dead . Somebody was buried . Now , where was the mystery ? A. - Ah ! that's just it ! That's it exactly . You see we were twins - defunct and I — and we got mixed in the bath - tub when we were ...
... heard anything like this . Somebody was dead . Somebody was buried . Now , where was the mystery ? A. - Ah ! that's just it ! That's it exactly . You see we were twins - defunct and I — and we got mixed in the bath - tub when we were ...
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Страница 119 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Страница 222 - Through the hot, black breath of the burnin' boat Jim Bludso's voice was heard, And they all had trust in his cussedness, And knowed he would keep his word. And, sure's you're born, they all got off Afore the smoke-stacks fell, — And Bludso's ghost went up alone In the smoke of the Prairie Belle. He...
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Страница 112 - ... lancewood to make the thills ; The crossbars were ash, from the straightest trees; The panels, of white-wood, that cuts like cheese, But lasts like iron for things like these ; The hubs of logs from the " Settler's ellum," Last of its timber— they couldn't sell 'em.
Страница 113 - That there wasn'ta chance for one to start, For the wheels were just as strong as the thills, And the floor was just as strong as the sills And the panels just as strong as the floor, And the whipple-tree neither less nor more, And the back-crossbar as strong as the fore.
Страница 221 - And an awkward hand in a row, But he never flunked, and he never lied; I reckon he never knowed how. And this was all the religion he had — To treat his engine well; Never be passed on the river; To mind the pilot's bell; And if ever the Prairie Belle took fire, A thousand times he swore He'd hold her nozzle agin the bank Till the last soul got ashore. All boats has their day on the Mississip, And her day come at last — The Movastar was a better boat, But the Belle she wouldn't be passed. And...
Страница 114 - Huddup!' said the parson.— Off went they. The parson was working his Sunday's text,— Had got to fifthly, and stopped perplexed At what the— Moses— was coming next. All at once the horse stood still, Close by the meet'n '-house on the hill.
Страница 112 - n' all the kentry raoun'; It should be so built that it couldn' break daown: "Fur," said the Deacon, '"t's mighty plain Thut the weakes' place mus' stan' the strain; 'N' the way t' fix it, uz I maintain, Is only jest T' make that place uz strong uz the rest.
Страница 120 - THE snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white. Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl, And the poorest twig on the elm-tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
Страница 103 - MY aunt ! my dear unmarried aunt ! Long years have o'er her flown ; Yet still she strains the aching clasp That binds her virgin zone ; I know it hurts her, — though she looks As cheerful as she can ; Her waist is ampler than her life, For life is but a span.