Blackwood's Magazine, Bind 224William Blackwood, 1928 |
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Side 195
... eyes , sandy eyebrows , and a freckled high - coloured visage a solemn acid sort of fellow in the thirties , neatly dressed in a brown coat and breeches , with a plain sword , and very square shoes on his large feet . I had seen his ...
... eyes , sandy eyebrows , and a freckled high - coloured visage a solemn acid sort of fellow in the thirties , neatly dressed in a brown coat and breeches , with a plain sword , and very square shoes on his large feet . I had seen his ...
Side 239
... eyes and mouths are filled with the acrid burning dust of the discharge . Half- stunned we clap our hands to our ears , and run about in utter bewilderment for a few moments . Now away on our port beam our sister ship joins in the ...
... eyes and mouths are filled with the acrid burning dust of the discharge . Half- stunned we clap our hands to our ears , and run about in utter bewilderment for a few moments . Now away on our port beam our sister ship joins in the ...
Side 272
... eyes quickly , went to the door and looked out . Before me , to the right , were the two great steel drums of vodka from which the men were given their mid - day tot . Beyond those , and facing to- wards the cannery , was the mastiff ...
... eyes quickly , went to the door and looked out . Before me , to the right , were the two great steel drums of vodka from which the men were given their mid - day tot . Beyond those , and facing to- wards the cannery , was the mastiff ...
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SHAKESPEARE AMONG THE SAMOANS BY LADY ALICE FER | 365 |
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