 | 1820 - 646 страници
...he used to take his gun and shoot squirrels all day among the mountains. ' In a long ramble of this kind, on a fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously...Kaatskill . mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting ; and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports of his gun. Panting... | |
 | 1819 - 610 страници
...thee a dog's lite of it ; but never mind, my lad, while 1 live thou shall never want a friend to stand by thee!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully...he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart. la a long ramble of the kind on a 324 Hip Tan Winkle. fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 страници
...a dog's life of it ; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully...Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports of his gun. Panting... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 страници
...whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look VOL. I. F wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel...Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports of his gun, Panting... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1821 - 354 страници
...a dog's life of it ; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully...unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaafekill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes... | |
 | 1821 - 504 страници
...he used to take his gun and shoot squirrels all day among the mountains. ' In a long ramble of this kind, on a fine autumnal day, Rip had * unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaats' kill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel 'shooting; and the still solitudes... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1823 - 392 страници
...dog's life of it; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand hy thee ! » Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully...Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports of his gun. Panting... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1824 - 804 страници
...thee a dog's life of it; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee!» Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully...Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports of his gun. Panting... | |
 | 1824 - 394 страници
...which led to the following most marvellous and whimsical adventure. " In a long ramble of this kind OH a fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of Ihe Kaatskill mountains . He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes... | |
 | 1826 - 654 страници
...live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully ¡n his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I verily...unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaatükill mountains. He was after his favouiite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes... | |
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Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart. 
