 | 1852 - 638 страници
...wolves sprang, but, miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, whilst their intended prey glided out into the river. Nature turned me towards home. The light...of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was DOW some distance from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me that I was again a fugitive. I did... | |
 | Theodore Dwight - 1846 - 764 страници
...miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, while their intended prey glided out into the river. Mature turned me towards home. The light flakes of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was some distant'' from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me that I was still the fugitive. 534 535 I... | |
 | 1852 - 746 страници
...so I bent my head and dashed madly forward. The wolves sprang, but, miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, while their intended prey glided out upon...thought of home, of the bright faces awaiting my return, of their tears if they never should see mo, and then every energy of body and mind was exerted for... | |
 | John S. Springer - 1851 - 282 страници
...speed, sprang behind, while their intended prey glided out into the river. " Nature turned me toward home. The light flakes of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was now some distance from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me that I was again the fugitive. I... | |
 | Maria Jane McIntosh - 1852 - 342 страници
...so I bent my head and dashed madly forward. The wolves sprang, but miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, while their intended prey glided out upon...thought of home, of the bright faces awaiting my return, of their tears if they never should see me, and then every energy of body and mind was exerted for... | |
 | 1852 - 348 страници
...wolves sprang, but, miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, whilst their intended prey glided out into the river. Nature turned me towards home. The light...of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was now some distance from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me that I was again a fugitive. I did... | |
 | 1854 - 602 страници
...speed, sprang behind, while their intended prey glided out upon the river. Nature turned me toward home. The light flakes of snow spun from the iron...my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me I was their fugitive. I did not feel afraid, or sorry, or glad; one thought of home, of the bright faces... | |
 | Thomas Chandler Haliburton - 1854 - 368 страници
...wolves sprang, but, miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, while their intended prey glided out into the river. Nature turned me towards home. The light...of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was now some distance from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me that I was again the fugitive. I... | |
 | Thomas Chandler Haliburton - 1854 - 412 страници
...wolves sprang, but, miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, while their intended prey glided out into the river. Nature turned me towards home. The light...of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was now some distance from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me that I was again the fugitive. I... | |
 | Horace A. Cleveland - 1869 - 610 страници
...and dashed madly forward. Nature turned me toward home. The light flakes of &now spun from the iron skates, and I was some distance from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me I was their fugitive. I did 33ofc look back ; I did not feel afraid, or sorry, or even glad ; one thought... | |
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I was still their fugitive. I did not look back, I did not feel afraid, or sorry, or glad; one thought of home, of the bright faces awaiting my return, of their tears if they never should see me, and then every energy of body and mind was exerted for... 
