The day's workCharles Scribner's sons, 1899 |
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... who could move had gone on in charge of another loco ; the track was freed for traffic ; and .007 had hauled the old Mogul over a small pavement of ties , inch by inch , till his flanges bit the rail once more , and he settled 25 .007.
... who could move had gone on in charge of another loco ; the track was freed for traffic ; and .007 had hauled the old Mogul over a small pavement of ties , inch by inch , till his flanges bit the rail once more , and he settled 25 .007.
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... once ' fore I felt my bogies lift ( he'd rolled right under the pilot ) , and I couldn't catch the track again to save me . Swivelled clean off , I was . Then I felt him sling himself along , all greasy , under my left leadin ' driver ...
... once ' fore I felt my bogies lift ( he'd rolled right under the pilot ) , and I couldn't catch the track again to save me . Swivelled clean off , I was . Then I felt him sling himself along , all greasy , under my left leadin ' driver ...
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... once . " Whew ! " said Corks , stiffening up to get all the tickle of the big vulcanite scraper . " If we were playing pony for pony , we would bend those Archangels double in half an hour . But they'll bring 50 THE MALTESE CAT.
... once . " Whew ! " said Corks , stiffening up to get all the tickle of the big vulcanite scraper . " If we were playing pony for pony , we would bend those Archangels double in half an hour . But they'll bring 50 THE MALTESE CAT.
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... once or twice in his career Who's Who had been known to forget himself in that way . " Who said anything about biting ? I'm not playing tiddly - winks . I'm playing the game . " The Archangels came down like a wolf on the fold , for ...
... once or twice in his career Who's Who had been known to forget himself in that way . " Who said anything about biting ? I'm not playing tiddly - winks . I'm playing the game . " The Archangels came down like a wolf on the fold , for ...
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... Once before in his life The Maltese Cat had heard that very same stroke played off his own back , and had profited by the confusion it wrought . This time he acted on experience , and leaving Bamboo to guard the goal in case of ...
... Once before in his life The Maltese Cat had heard that very same stroke played off his own back , and had profited by the confusion it wrought . This time he acted on experience , and leaving Bamboo to guard the goal in case of ...
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Página 14 - All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Página 227 - IF the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again. Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Página 185 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven— All's right with the world!
Página 248 - Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street.
Página 36 - O TRINITY of love and power, Our brethren shield in danger's hour ; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go ; Thus evermore shall rise to Thee Glad hymns of praise from land and -sea.
Página 36 - Strikes me they'll go on singing that hymn all night. Imperfect sort of doctrine in the last lines, don't you think? They might have run in an extra verse specifying sudden collapse — like the Visigoth's. I'm going on to the bridge, now. Good-night,' said the Captain. And I was left alone with the steady thud, thud, of the screw and the gentle creaking of the boats at the davits. That made me shudder. THE SOLID MULDOON Did ye see John Malone, wid his shinin', brand-new hat ? Did ye see how he walked...
Página 72 - Cat did not complain much when the veterinary surgeon said that he would be no good for polo any more. When Lutyens married, his wife did not allow him to play, so he was forced to be an umpire; and his pony on these occasions was a fleabitten grey with a neat polo-tail, lame all round, but desperately quick on his feet, and, as everybody knew, Past Pluperfect Prestissimo Player of the Game.
Página 42 - Skidars' regiment as had leave to attend the match— about half the native officers, and a hundred or two dark, black-bearded men with the regimental pipers nervously fingering the big, beribboned bagpipes. The Skidars were what they call a Pioneer regiment, and the bagpipes made the national music of half their men.
Página 45 - ... riders were excellent players, but they were a team of crack players instead of a crack team ; and that made all the difference in the world. They honestly meant to play together, but it is very hard for four men, each the best of the team he is picked from, to remember that in polo no brilliancy of hitting or riding makes up for playing alone. Their captain shouted his orders to them by name, and it is a curious thing that if you call his name aloud in public after an Englishman you make him...