Little Classics, Volume 17Rossiter Johnson Houghton, Mifflin, 1880 |
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... even distinguish the memory of their great dead , if they ever had any . It was the legend of some mythical god that Kána - aná told me , VOL . XVIII . and of which I could not understand a twentieth part CHUMMING WITH A SAVAGE . 17.
... even distinguish the memory of their great dead , if they ever had any . It was the legend of some mythical god that Kána - aná told me , VOL . XVIII . and of which I could not understand a twentieth part CHUMMING WITH A SAVAGE . 17.
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... told him he should go back as soon as possible ; that we would look for ourselves , and see when a vessel was to sail again . I took him among the wharves , visiting , in turn , nearly all the shipping moored there . How he lingered ...
... told him he should go back as soon as possible ; that we would look for ourselves , and see when a vessel was to sail again . I took him among the wharves , visiting , in turn , nearly all the shipping moored there . How he lingered ...
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... told me he had sailed out of a twelve - knot breeze on a sudden , slipping off the edges of it , as it were , - and found his sails all aback as he slid into a dead calm . There , rocking in still weather , he saw another bark , almost ...
... told me he had sailed out of a twelve - knot breeze on a sudden , slipping off the edges of it , as it were , - and found his sails all aback as he slid into a dead calm . There , rocking in still weather , he saw another bark , almost ...
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... told me many things as we drew near the reef : he talked of nearly everybody and everything ; but of all that he told me , he said nothing of the one I most longed to hear about . Yet , somehow or other , I could not quite bring myself ...
... told me many things as we drew near the reef : he talked of nearly everybody and everything ; but of all that he told me , he said nothing of the one I most longed to hear about . Yet , somehow or other , I could not quite bring myself ...
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... deficient . The mother's soul was quickened with her pathetic theme . The frenzy of the poet inspired her lips . It was an epic she was chanting , celebrating the career of her boy - hero . She told of his CHUMMING WITH A SAVAGE . 43.
... deficient . The mother's soul was quickened with her pathetic theme . The frenzy of the poet inspired her lips . It was an epic she was chanting , celebrating the career of her boy - hero . She told of his CHUMMING WITH A SAVAGE . 43.
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