This collection of literature attempts to compile many classics that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them.
This collection of literature attempts to compile many classics that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price in an a...
This collection of literature attempts to compile many classics that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them.
This collection of literature attempts to compile many classics that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price in an a...
Interesting? My life? Well, let me see. I suppose some people would call it so, for now I come to think of it I did go through a good deal; what with the fighting with the Spaniards, and the Indians, and the fire, and the floods, and the wild beasts, and such-like adventures. Yes; it never seemed to occur to me before, you know, me-George Bruton, son of Captain Bruton of the King's army, who went out with the General to help colonise Georgia, as they called the country after his Majesty King George the Second, and went through perils and dangers such as no one but English gentlemen and their...
Interesting? My life? Well, let me see. I suppose some people would call it so, for now I come to think of it I did go through a good deal; what with ...
Sit still, will you? I never saw such a boy: wriggling about like a young eel." "I can't help it, David," said the little fellow so roughly spoken to by a sour-looking serving man; "the horse does jog so, and it's so slippery. If I didn't keep moving I should go off."
Sit still, will you? I never saw such a boy: wriggling about like a young eel." "I can't help it, David," said the little fellow so roughly spoken to ...
"See these here spots o' red rust, Master Roy?" "I should be blind as poor old Jenkin if I couldn't, Ben." "Ay, that you would, sir. Poor old Jenk, close upon ninety he be; and that's another thing." "What do you mean?" said the boy addressed. "What do I mean, sir? Why, I mean as that's another thing as shows as old England's wore out, and rustin' and moulderin' away." "Is this Dutch or English, Ben?" said the manly-looking boy, who had just arrived at the age when dark lads get teased about not having properly washed the sides of their faces and their upper lips, which begin to show traces...
"See these here spots o' red rust, Master Roy?" "I should be blind as poor old Jenkin if I couldn't, Ben." "Ay, that you would, sir. Poor old Jenk, cl...
A sharp volley, which ran echoing along the ravine, then another, just as the faint bluish smoke from some hundred or two muskets floated up into the bright sunshine from amidst the scattered chestnuts and cork-trees that filled the lower part of the beautiful gorge, where, now hidden, now flashing out and scattering the rays of the sun, a torrent roared and foamed along its rocky course onward towards its junction with the great Spanish river whose destination was the sea. Again another ragged volley; and this was followed by a few dull, heavy-sounding single shots, which came evidently from...
A sharp volley, which ran echoing along the ravine, then another, just as the faint bluish smoke from some hundred or two muskets floated up into the ...
"There'll be such a game directly. Just listen to old Dicksee." I was very low-spirited, but, as the bright, good-looking lad at my side nudged me with his elbow, I turned from casting my eyes round the great bare oak-panelled room, with its long desks, to the kind of pulpit at the lower end, facing a bigger and more important-looking erection at the upper end, standing upon a broad dais raised a foot above the rest of the room. For this had been the banqueting hall of Meade Place, in the good old times of James the First, when its owner little thought it would ever be the schoolroom of Dr...
"There'll be such a game directly. Just listen to old Dicksee." I was very low-spirited, but, as the bright, good-looking lad at my side nudged me wit...
"Mind your head Crikey That was near, 'nother inch, and you'd ha' crushed him like an eggshell." "Well, you told me to lower down." "No, I didn't, stupid." "Yes, you did." "No, I didn't. You're half tipsy, or half asleep, or-" "There, there, hold your tongue, Jem. I'm not hurt, and Mike thought you said lower away. That's enough." "No, it arn't enough, Mas' Don. Your uncle said I was to soop'rintend, and a nice row there'd ha' been when he come back if you hadn't had any head left."
"Mind your head Crikey That was near, 'nother inch, and you'd ha' crushed him like an eggshell." "Well, you told me to lower down." "No, I didn't, s...
"Don't drink our sherry, Charles?" Mr Preenham, the butler, stood by the table in the gloomy servants' hall, as if he had received a shock. "No, sir; I took 'em up the beer at first, and they shook their heads and asked for wine, and when I took 'em the sherry they shook their heads again, and the one who speaks English said they want key-aunty."
"Don't drink our sherry, Charles?" Mr Preenham, the butler, stood by the table in the gloomy servants' hall, as if he had received a shock. "No, sir; ...
"Hi-lo " The little boy raised his head with a sudden start. "Hilli-hi-ho What cheer?" The little fellow started to his feet from where he had been sitting upon a sloping bank, and caught at the bars of the gate close by. He said nothing, but stared through the gloom of the autumn evening at the strange man, who now roared out:
"Hi-lo " The little boy raised his head with a sudden start. "Hilli-hi-ho What cheer?" The little fellow started to his feet from where he had been s...
