Scribner's Monthly: An Illustrated Magazine for the People, Volume 110Scribner & Company, 1925 |
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... street of the town , people were walking about . The sun shone warmly . Al- though he had lived for so many years in New York , he had always kept , buried away in him somewhere , a No. I hankering for his own country . All the day ...
... street of the town , people were walking about . The sun shone warmly . Al- though he had lived for so many years in New York , he had always kept , buried away in him somewhere , a No. I hankering for his own country . All the day ...
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... Street , past the old stave factory , then in the dust of the road , past where the sawmill used to stand , and on into the field itself . He would be carrying a sunshade over Lillian's head , and Bob French would be standing at the ...
... Street , past the old stave factory , then in the dust of the road , past where the sawmill used to stand , and on into the field itself . He would be carrying a sunshade over Lillian's head , and Bob French would be standing at the ...
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... streets of Caxton to the ball - park with Lillian with a certain effect . You know how it is . One has to accept the ... streets of Caxton , but in the streets of the town ten miles away . If he got to Caxton in the evening , just at ...
... streets of Caxton to the ball - park with Lillian with a certain effect . You know how it is . One has to accept the ... streets of Caxton , but in the streets of the town ten miles away . If he got to Caxton in the evening , just at ...
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... Street downtown to the Battery . " How do I know - perhaps he will do it , " John thought . The day in com- pany with the boy had been very pleasant , and he had been on the alert to pick him up again the next morning ; but the boy had ...
... Street downtown to the Battery . " How do I know - perhaps he will do it , " John thought . The day in com- pany with the boy had been very pleasant , and he had been on the alert to pick him up again the next morning ; but the boy had ...
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... street of a small Ohio town composing in fancy a letter to his son in the boys ' camp up in Vermont . He was a man who wrote to his son every day . " I think a man should , " he told himself . " One should remem- ber that now the boy ...
... street of a small Ohio town composing in fancy a letter to his son in the boys ' camp up in Vermont . He was a man who wrote to his son every day . " I think a man should , " he told himself . " One should remem- ber that now the boy ...
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Page 338 - I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Page 437 - Hurrah ! hurrah for Sheridan ! Hurrah! hurrah for horse and man ! And when their statues are placed on high, Under the dome of the Union sky, The American soldier's Temple of Fame, — There with the glorious General's name, Be it said, in letters both bold and bright, " Here is the steed that saved the day By carrying Sheridan into the fight, From Winchester, twenty miles away!
Page 475 - Now small fowls flew screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.
Page 472 - tis enough. He tasks me; he heaps me; I see in him outrageous strength, with an inscrutable malice sinewing it. That inscrutable thing is chiefly what I hate; and be the white whale agent, or be the white whale principal, I will wreak that hate upon him.
Page 471 - But while this sleep, this dream is on ye, move your foot or hand an inch; slip your hold at all; and your identity comes back in horror. Over Descartian vortices you hover. And perhaps, at mid-day, in the fairest weather, with one half-throttled shriek you drop through that transparent air into the summer sea, no more to rise for ever. Heed it well, ye Pantheists!
Page 625 - We were very tired, we were very merry — We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
Page 471 - There is no life in thee, now, except that rocking life imparted by a gently rolling ship; by her, borrowed from the sea; by the sea, from the inscrutable tides of God. But while this sleep, this dream is on ye, move your foot or hand an inch; slip your hold at all; and your identity comes back in horror.
Page 620 - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; 'When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; 'And when Rome falls — the World.
Page 696 - And he dreamed, and behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven : and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it...
Page 473 - Until I was twenty-five, I had no development at all. From my twenty-fifth year I date my life. Three weeks have scarcely passed, at any time between then and now, that I have not unfolded within myself.