Indian Tales"Or ever the knightly years were gone With the old world to the grave, I was a king in Babylon And you were a Christian slave," -W.E. Henley. His name was Charlie Mears; he was the only son of his mother who was a widow, and he lived in the north of London, coming into the City every day to work in a bank. He was twenty years old and suffered from aspirations. I met him in a public billiard-saloon where the marker called him by his given name, and he called the marker "Bullseyes." Charlie explained, a little nervously, that he had only come to the place to look on, and since looking on at games of skill is not a cheap amusement for the young, I suggested that Charlie should go back to his mother. That was our first step toward better acquaintance. He would call on me sometimes in the evenings instead of running about London with his fellow-clerks; and before long, speaking of himself as a young man must, he told me of his aspirations, which were all literary. He desired to make himself an undying name chiefly through verse, though he was not above sending stories of love and death to the drop-a-penny-in-the-slot journals. |
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... face — one of those faces people paint so often , and see so seldom . She was of a pale , ivory color and , for her race , extremely tall . Also , she pos- sessed eyes that were wonderful ; and , had she not been dressed in the ...
... face — one of those faces people paint so often , and see so seldom . She was of a pale , ivory color and , for her race , extremely tall . Also , she pos- sessed eyes that were wonderful ; and , had she not been dressed in the ...
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... face again , " — or at least that was what Phil was given to understand . When he sailed , he was very full of a great plan to prove himself several hundred times better than any one had given him credit for - to work like a horse , and ...
... face again , " — or at least that was what Phil was given to understand . When he sailed , he was very full of a great plan to prove himself several hundred times better than any one had given him credit for - to work like a horse , and ...
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... face . The air was heavy with dust and sand from the bed of the river , that filled boots and pockets and drifted down necks and coated eyebrows and moustaches . It was one of the worst dust - storms of the year . We were all huddled ...
... face . The air was heavy with dust and sand from the bed of the river , that filled boots and pockets and drifted down necks and coated eyebrows and moustaches . It was one of the worst dust - storms of the year . We were all huddled ...
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... face come smiling out of the darkness and move towards Saumarez who was standing by me . I heard the girl whisper : - " George , " and slide her arm through the arm that was not clawing my shoulder , and I saw that look on her face ...
... face come smiling out of the darkness and move towards Saumarez who was standing by me . I heard the girl whisper : - " George , " and slide her arm through the arm that was not clawing my shoulder , and I saw that look on her face ...
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... face was white and drawn . As Miss Copleigh and I limped up , he came forward to meet us , and , when he helped her down from her saddle , he kissed her before all the picnic . It was like a scene in a theatre , and the likeness was ...
... face was white and drawn . As Miss Copleigh and I limped up , he came forward to meet us , and , when he helped her down from her saddle , he kissed her before all the picnic . It was like a scene in a theatre , and the likeness was ...
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Page 506 - Singing and murmuring in her feastful mirth, Joying to feel herself alive, Lord over Nature, Lord of the visible earth, Lord of the senses five ; Communing with herself : ' All these are mine, And let the world have peace or wars, Tis one to me.
Page 676 - Some talk of Alexander, And some of Hercules ; Of Hector and Lysander, And such great names as these...
Page 601 - BAA BAA, BLACK SHEEP. BAA Baa, Black Sheep, Have you any wool ? Yes, Sir, yes, Sir, three bags full.
Page 634 - Where the word of a king is, there is power: and who may say unto him, What doest thou?
Page 550 - I have been fellow to a beggar again and again under circumstances which prevented either of us finding out whether the other was worthy. I have still to be brother to a Prince, though I once came near to kinship with what might have been a veritable King and was promised the reversion of a Kingdom — army, law-courts, revenue, and policy all complete. But, to-day, I greatly fear that my King is dead, and if I want a crown I must go and hunt it for myself.
Page 760 - If thou hast run with the footmen, and they have wearied thee, then how canst thou contend with horses? and if in the land of peace, wherein thou trustedst, they wearied thee, then how wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan?
Page 582 - I wished then that we had explained about the loss of the genuine secrets of a Master-Mason at the first go-off; but I said nothing. All that night there was a blowing of horns in a little dark temple half-way down the hill, and I heard a girl crying fit to die. One of the priests told us that she was being prepared to marry the King. " ' I'll have no nonsense of that kind,
Page 723 - For after this manner in the old time the holy women also, who trusted in God, adorned themselves, being in subjection unto their own husbands ; even as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord ; whose daughters ye are, as long as ye do well, and are not afraid with any amazement.
Page 600 - Up the hill under which Wee Willie Winkie's Bad Men were discussing the wisdom of carrying off the child and the girl, a look-out fired two shots. "What have I said?
Page 155 - A MAN should, whatever happens, keep to his own caste, race and breed. Let the White go to the White and the Black to the Black.