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In his route from Contamine to Bonneville, he observes, page 365, «Enfin vis-a-vis la Bonne-ville, ces mêmes escarpemens des bases du mole, présentent une grande échancrure, qui paroît être le vuide qu'a laissé une montagne qui s'est anciennement écroulée; ses débris sont encore entassés au-dessous de l'échancrure. Il paroît même qu'elle étoit plus élevée que ses voisines, j'en juge par leur couches qui montent
These beasts abominate a screaming woman, or any other undue noise. Not only will that frighten them off, but it will fetch the nearest policeman." The music ceased. She stood flushed, smiling, adorably pretty, eyes star-like for him alone. "We are not far from the lift now," she said just audibly. "But the door is shut. Hush. Here comes the encore. Once more around...."
"Here," said Peter, filling his glass with what was left in the bottle, "drink this, Pen. You sure want it." "It's your turn next," said Trevor, "and, by Jove, the bottle's empty! Encore le vin," he called. "Good idea. It's Julie's next cork, and Graham's the man to do it." said Jack Donovan. "And then it'll be your turn, Tommy." "And yours," she said, glancing at him.
The little encore song, which generally appeared anonymously, was the opening wedge for the American lyrist. Upon the horizon of this gloom, however, there is a tremor of a dawning interest in national music.
Her execution of the fantasia or Somnambula was most admirable and drew down vociferous calls for an encore which were honored. Several bouquets were thrown to her on the stage and the greatest enthusiasm was manifested in respect to the marvelous little artist.” Then some one suggested that they try Boston.
"Suppose he knew that I was here to-night against my free will, and only under parole?" "Jean is wise; he knows such things ought not to be, even if they are. And he understood me when I said, 'not yet." "Yes," said she; "quite right. Pas encore!" Jean returned, and as a special favor to an old patron asked us politely if we would enjoy a look through the kitchen and the ice-boxes.
It could not be appeased by bows alone. And after about three minutes of tedious manoeuvring, Musa had at last to yield an encore that in fact nobody wanted. He played a foolish pyrotechnical affair of De Bériot, which resembled nothing so much as a joke at a funeral. After that the fate of the concert could not be disputed even by the gallery.
I mean to say, there was nothing to make a dust about even if the song were not of a true American origin, yet I was told that the creature who sang it received hearty applause and even responded to an encore. I need hardly say that this public ridicule left me dazed. Desperately I recalled our calm and orderly England where such things would not be permitted.
In the very low parts, where the sexton old is required to say, "I gather them in," he was most effective, and many of his more susceptible hearers shuddered. For an encore he sang, "I am the old Turnkey," which goes lower and lower with deliberate steps until it descends to incredible depths of bassness. It was a rare comfort to the Eubanks ladies that Eustace was a bass instead of a tenor.
Beckendorff, he could not, when that gentleman had finished his air, refrain from very sincerely saying "encore!" Beckendorff started and looked round, as if he were for the first moment aware that any being had heard him. "Encore!" said he, with a kind sneer: "who ever could sing or play the same thing twice! Are you fond of music, sir?" "Very much so, indeed. I fancied I recognised that air.
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