The Sporting Sketch Book: A Series of Characteristic Papers, by the Most Distinguished Sporting Writers of the Day ...

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John William Carleton
How and Parsons, 1842 - 200 страници
 

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Страница 116 - ... hard bald head was entirely dry. Tim now proposed to set me out upon the rock, while he rowed ashore to get the jug, which, strange to say, we had left at the house. I assented to this proposition ; first, because I began to feel the effects of the sun upon my tongue, and needed something to take, by...
Страница 118 - He followed the pull gently and unresistingly, came up to the rock, laid his nose upon its side, and looked up into my face, not as if utterly unconcerned, but with a sort of quizzical impudence, as though he perfectly understood the precarious nature of my situation. The conduct of my captive renewed and increased my alarm. And well it might ; for the tide was now running over a corner of the rock behind me, and a small stream rushed through a cleft, or fissure, by my side, and formed a puddle at...
Страница 120 - I could get no reply, nor notice of my request. I entreated them, for the love of heaven, to take me off; and I promised, I know not what rewards, that were entirely beyond my power of bestowal. But the brutal wretch of a captain, muttering something to the effect of ' that he hadn't time to stop...
Страница 122 - There was one old fellow, that kept within the circumference of the circle. He seemed to be a sort of captain, or leader of the band ; or, rather, he acted as the coroner for the other twelve of the inquisition, that were summoned to sit on, and eat up my body. He glided around and about, and every now and then would stop, and touch his nose against some one of his comrades, and seem to consult, or to give instructions as to the time and mode of operation. Occasionally, he would skull...
Страница 32 - How divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal, man To roam at large among unpeopled glens And mountainous retirements, only trod By devious footsteps ; regions consecrate To oldest time ! and, reckless of the storm That keeps the raven quiet in her nest, Be as a presence or a motion — one Among the many there...
Страница 197 - ... between anxiety and terror, floundering to and fro, hindering one another — lay within three or, at most, four paces of the frantic monster ; while, to increase the peril, a wild and ill-directed volley, fired in haste and fear, was poured in by the watchers, the bullets whistling on every side, but with far greater peril to our friends than to the object of their aim. Tom drew his gun up coolly — pulled — but no spark replied to the unlucky flint. With a loud curse he dashed the useless...
Страница 116 - I thought of nothing else but the prospect of my fun and the contemplation of the novelty and beauty of the scene. It was a mild, pleasant afternoon, in harvest time. The sky was clear and pure. The deep blue sound, heaving all around me, was studded with craft of all descriptions and dimensions, from the dipping...
Страница 120 - The water had not got above my ankles, when, to my inexpressible joy, I saw a sloop bending down towards me, with the evident intention of picking me up. No man can imagine what were the sensations of gratitude which filled my bosom at that moment. " When she got within a hundred yards of the reef, I sung out to the man at the helm to luff up...
Страница 110 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Страница 38 - Oh ! the gallant fisher's life, It is the best of any ; 'Tis full of pleasure, void of strife, And 'tis beloved by many : Other joys Are but toys, Only this Lawful is ; For our skill Breeds no ill, But content and pleasure.

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