Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Arts, Том 66W & R Chambers, 1889 |
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... a criticism much more keen and much more severe than any to which they have hitherto been subjected . Klaas , who was sometimes a bit too venture- some Chambers's Journal , Feb. 2 , 1889. ] 71 THE EXCISE DEPARTMENT AND ITS OFFICIALS .
... a criticism much more keen and much more severe than any to which they have hitherto been subjected . Klaas , who was sometimes a bit too venture- some Chambers's Journal , Feb. 2 , 1889. ] 71 THE EXCISE DEPARTMENT AND ITS OFFICIALS .
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Klaas , who was sometimes a bit too venture- some , got caught one day in the open by a black rhinoceros , a savage old bull . The old brute charged and slightly tossed him once , making a nasty gash in his thigh , but not fairly ...
Klaas , who was sometimes a bit too venture- some , got caught one day in the open by a black rhinoceros , a savage old bull . The old brute charged and slightly tossed him once , making a nasty gash in his thigh , but not fairly ...
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... Klaas ? ' said I , turning sharply round , to see if the Bushman was joking . But , on the contrary , Klaas's little weazened monkey - face wore an expression perfectly serious , and apparently truthful . ' Ja , sieur , it is truth . If ...
... Klaas ? ' said I , turning sharply round , to see if the Bushman was joking . But , on the contrary , Klaas's little weazened monkey - face wore an expression perfectly serious , and apparently truthful . ' Ja , sieur , it is truth . If ...
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... Klaas , as the only one of us who knew the country , directed our move- ments ; and with hoarse shouts and re - echoing cracks from the mighty wagon - whip , slowly our caravan was set in motion . Our entrance to the mountains was ...
... Klaas , as the only one of us who knew the country , directed our move- ments ; and with hoarse shouts and re - echoing cracks from the mighty wagon - whip , slowly our caravan was set in motion . Our entrance to the mountains was ...
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... Klaas , bolder than his fellows , was lunging an assegai into the brute's ribs , seem- ingly without the smallest effect ; others were thrashing it with firebrands ; and the dogs were vainly worrying at its head and flanks . All this I ...
... Klaas , bolder than his fellows , was lunging an assegai into the brute's ribs , seem- ingly without the smallest effect ; others were thrashing it with firebrands ; and the dogs were vainly worrying at its head and flanks . All this I ...
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Стр. 89 - The rats gnawed his feet and clothes while asleep, which obliged him to cherish the cats with his goats' flesh ; by which many of them became so tame, that they would lie about him in hundreds, and soon delivered him from the rats. He likewise tamed some kids, and to divert himself would now and then sing and dance with them and his cats...
Стр. 89 - He had his last shirt on when we found him on the island. At his first coming on board us, he had so much forgot his language, for want of use, that we could scarce understand him, for he seemed to speak his words by halves. We offered him a dram, but he would not touch it, having drank nothing but water since his being there; and 'twas some time before he could relish our victuals.
Стр. 129 - A totem is a class of material objects which a savage regards with superstitious respect, believing that there exists between him and every member of the class an intimate and altogether special relation.
Стр. 89 - When his powder failed, he took them by speed of foot ; for his way of living and continual exercise of walking and running, cleared him of all gross humours ; so that he ran with wonderful swiftness through the woods and up the rocks and hills, as we perceived when we employed him to catch goats for us. We had a bull-dog, which we sent with several of our nimblest runners, to help him in catching goats ; but he distanced and tired both the dog and the men, catched the goats, and brought them to...
Стр. 88 - Ports," a ship that came here last with Captain Dampier, who told me that this was the best man in her ; so I immediately agreed with him to be a mate on board our ship.
Стр. 88 - Sea ships. He had with him his clothes and bedding, with a firelock, some powder, bullets, and tobacco, a hatchet, a knife, a kettle, a Bible, some practical pieces, and his mathematical instruments and books. He...
Стр. 322 - A wilder or more disconsolate dwelling it was perhaps difficult to conceive. The sombrous and heavy sound of the billows, successively dashing against the rocky beach at a profound distance beneath, was to the ear what the landscape was to the eye — a symbol of unvaried and monotonous melancholy, not unmingled with horror.
Стр. 89 - Having some linen cloth by him, he sewed himself shirts with a nail, and stitched them with the worsted of his old stockings, which he pulled out on purpose. He had his last shirt on when we found him on the island. At his first coming on board us...
Стр. 202 - ... met, a pistol was put into his hand, which he fired, and was awakened by the report.
Стр. 75 - And here, while the night-winds round me sigh, And the stars burn bright in the midnight sky, As I sit apart by the desert stone, Like Elijah at Horeb's cave, alone, "A still small voice...