Down the RavineHoughton, Mifflin, 1885 - 196 sayfa |
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ag'in Andy Byers arter asked Birt bark bark-mill bein Birt Dicey Birt's Bodley bout bowlder bush CHARLES EGBERT CRADDOCK chill'n coat dark deedie dunno exclaimed eyes face fence gazed glanced gold haffen hand head heard hide holp horse hyar Illustrated Jubal Perkins Jube kase kentry land laugh leetle lick Look-a-hyar looked lowed mebbe mighty nigh mother mought mountain mounting n't hev Nate Griggs Nate's grant never night nodded nuthin old mule once out'n paused peart Pig-wigs pocket Price's harnt ravine reckon red fox rifle Rufe Rufe's salt lick sech seemed shed skeer small boy Sparty stared stood Stories sudden suddenly t'other tanner tanyard tell Tennessee thar tion tole Tom Byers Tom tole Towse tree vaguely Waal warn't we-uns whar wind wood-pile woods yander ye air ye hed ye know yestiddy you-uns
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Sayfa 103 - ... wild mountain wind whirling about him, and the rain descending in steady torrents. He had stumbled only a few steps from the house when he thought he indistinctly heard the door open again. He dreaded his mother's questions,, but he stopped and looked back. He saw nothing. There was no sound save the roar of the wind, the dash of the rain, and the commotion among the branches of the trees. He went on once more, absorbed in his dreary reflections and the fierce anger that burned in his heart....
Sayfa 128 - Only his mother believed in him, requiting his lack of confidence in her with a fervor of faith in him that, while it consoled, nevertheless cut him to the heart. It has been many years since then, for all this happened along in the fifties, but Birt has never forgotten how staunchly she upheld him in every thought when all the circumstances belied him. Now that misfortune had touched him, every trace of her caustic moods had disappeared ; she was all gentleness and tenderness toward him. And day...
Sayfa 187 - count ter holp. An' the rabbit got away. An' whilst Pig-wigs war foolin' round, he drapped his deedie, an' stepped en it — tromped the life out'n it." Rufe's expression was of funereal gravity. " An' then he follered me every foot o' the way home, beggin' an' beggin
Sayfa 28 - d be a-stealin' of gold offn somebody else's land?" Nate's sly, thin face lighted up wonderfully. He seemed in a fever of haste to terminate the conference and get away. He agreed to his friend's proposition and promised to be at the bark-mill bright and early in the morning. As he trudged off, Birt Dicey stood watching the receding figure. His eyes were perplexed, his mind full of anxious foreboding. He hardly knew what he feared. He had only a vague sense of mischief in the air, as slight but as...
Sayfa 31 - Ye hed better mind," his mother admonished him. " Birt war powerful tried the t'other day ter think what hed gone with his bullets. He '11 nose ye out afore long." " They hev got sech a fool way o' slippin' through the chinks in the floor," said the boy in exasperation. " I never seen the beat ! An' thar 's no gittin
Sayfa 187 - I hed fund suthin'. An' ez Pig-wigs could n't put the deedie down, he laid the grant on top o' the boards ez kivered the pit. But the wind war brief, an' kem mighty nigh blowin
Sayfa 134 - Price's harnt — an' it plumb skeered the wits out'n him." Perkins did not understand this. His interest was suddenly alert. He took his pipe from his mouth, and glanced over his shoulder at Byers. " What air Rufe ai1nin' at, Andy ?
Sayfa 66 - Nate thinks he hev got a right ter a ch'ice, bein' ez he air turned twenty-one." " Did he say when he 'lowed ter come back ? " Birt asked. " 'Bout two or three weeks Nate laid off ter be away ; but whar he hev gone, an' what 's his yerrand, he let no human know," returned Mrs. Griggs. " I hev been powerful aggervated 'bout this caper o' Nate's. I ain't afeard he 'll git hisself hurt no ways whilst he be gone, for Nate is mighty apt ter take keer o
Sayfa 141 - Mebbe that air the reason he never tole ye, bub," said Perkins dryly. For he could appreciate that Rufe's society was not always a boon, although he took a lenient view of the little boy. Any indulgence of Birt was more unusual, and Andy Byers experienced some surprise to hear of the unwonted sylvan recreations of the young drudge. He noticed that the mule was off duty too, grazing among the bushes just beyond the fence, and hobbled so that he could not run away. This precaution might have seemed...