...
held the strings of Fate between their fingers were not ready for the readers
of the Enterprise to season their breakfast bacon and eggs with the battles of
the descendants of the gods.
But ... and misleading account of the
intended movements of the Japanese First Army printed in its issue of the
same date.
Only one error was made; and that was the fault of the cable...
... blocks of limestone. Down in the
hotel office three or four of the labourers were growling and swearing over a
belated game of checkers. Heavy odours of stewed meat, hot grease, and
cheap coffee ... hostelry.
The din of the day's quarrying was over the blasting and drilling, the
creaking of the great cranes, the shouts of the foremen, the backing and
shifting of t...
...
remainder of The Snow Man to Harris Merton Lyon, whom he had often
spoken of as one of the most effective short-story writers of the present time.
Mr. Porter had delineated all of the characters, ...
boarder's dance in the parlor of a ten-a-week boarding-house in Gramercy
Square. Sic transit.
Silence in the terrible beauty of the snow and of the Sphinx and of th...
... length the wagon of the child "rustlers" rattled down the street to the
door. The ladies, with little screams of excitement, flew to the lighting of the
candles. The men of Yellowhammer ... voicings of the season's joy, such as the coming good things of the
warm-hearted Cherokee deserved.
Of women there were five in Yellowhammer. The assayer's wife, the...
... looking
straight out of the window. The Land Office capped the summit of a bold
hill. The eyes of the Commissioner passed over the roofs of many houses set
in a packing of deep green, the whole ... file by virtue of same upon any land not previously
legally appropriated. Most of the scrip was now in the hands of the land-
sharks. Thus, at the cost of a few hundred dollar...
... elegant taste and surrounded by all the luxurious comforts
of an experienced traveler. Among the newcomers were two young men, one
of handsome presence with a bold, frank countenance and manner; ... roughly dressed. The two
were handcuffed together.
As they passed down the aisle of the coach the only vacant seat offered was
a reversed one facing the attractive young woman. Here the...
... I. "The songs of swans are for luckier ears. They swim and
curve their necks in artificial lakes on the estates of the wealthy to delight
the eyes of the favorites of Fortune."
... on the top of a hotel; and here, for a few minutes, I
thought I had made a score. An east wind, almost cool, blew across the
roofless roof. A capable orchestra concealed in a bower of wi...
... the aid of steam, or a pen-
handle, or a hair-pin, or any of the generally approved methods, because her
position in society forbade such an act. She had tried to read some of the
lines of the ... hundred-thousand-dollar house at 35 East
Fifty-Soforth Street. He was a down-town broker, so rich that he could
afford to walk for his health a few blocks in the direction of his offic...
... the neighborhood of
Whitechapel. The Jew stopped for an instant at the corner of the street; and,
glancing suspiciously round, crossed the road, and struck off in the direction
of the Spitalfields. ... same time, most unmusical snatches of song, mingled with wild
execrations. At length, in a fit of professional enthusiasm, he insisted upon
producing his box of housebreaking to...
... It was
a history of the lives and trials of great criminals; and the pages were soiled
and thumbed with use. Here, he read of dreadful crimes that made the blood
run cold; of secret murders ... at the head of the stairs, with a candle. ‘Oh!
That’s the time of day. Come on!’
This was a very strong expression of approbation, an uncommonly hearty
welcome, from a person of M...