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pers." There was an American poet, however, of whom Mr. Kettell has preserved no specimen,--the author of "War, an Heroic Poem"; he publish .
. Postal arrangements indeed existed, but of the rudest kind. It was common for letters to be left at the principal inns on the main road, .
emed dying. Eleanor knelt down again, and with the precious contents of one of the phial bathed the brow and the lips that she thought woul .
n the air. At one side a glass door revealed a glow of another sort from the hues of tropical flowers gorgeously blooming in a small conser .
n their knees before the cross, mumbling their prayers. "Do you want anything?" askt his host, rising toilsomely from the floor. Antonio wa .
round us, examining the mischief he had done. More than once I thought he was going to make another charge at us with his open mouth, when, .
r lingo am I likely to speak?" said the savage, with perfect clearness. "Why, I should have thought your own native Patagonian, if you are .
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d threw it towards the boats, its glare showing us swarthy features, and turbaned heads, and coloured vests, and jewelled arms. There could .
'Diana,' Egbert? how nice! Just as you thought; and I was so afraid it was nothing but another disappointment. I was afraid to look out wh .
ed the door and came forward, her wary suspicious eye trailing from the visitor to her husband. "Hy-guy, ain't it splendid!" Abe burst fort .
ies of a former age. If we dress them by such receits as remain, the result will always have something absurd in it, like the dinner which .
n the point of the travellers' attention for some time. From the water up, one height above another, the white buildings of the town rose a .
ng forward to what she would have called the chancel rails, where they all knelt down. All these persons, then, were in like condition with .
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o move forth from the door of the house; priests and black forms bore an open coffin, out of which wreaths of flowers and green garlands we .
ng by that arbour yonder I heard sounds: it was my beloved in close conversation. 'Has not it turned out now as I told you?' said a strange .
s anybody," said Julia. "Don't you remember how ill she was, only from having wetted her feet, last summer?" said Mr. Rhys with perfect gra .
ve as pleasant a life as you lead forward, but if you do your duty and please him, the captain has the power to advance your interests--and .