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Bingham sketched, I took some photographs, Dr. Potter and the children caught butterflies, and the rest of our party wandered about. Every five minutes a negro arrived with a portion of our supplies.

His descendants rear this stone to the virtues of the master, and to the enduring gratitude of the servant." Leather-Stocking was a name given by Cooper to his character Natty Bumppo, who, also, in various works, bore the name of Hawkeye, Pathfinder and Deerslayer. Leather-Stocking appears in five of Cooper's books, which are commonly and collectively known as "the Leather-Stocking Tales."

She would have counseled him to give it all up, but that he now and then had had luck, especially in the last five years. She went back to herself. "'The Zingara' has been a great thing for me. Everybody says so. If the next piece goes as big I'm going to strike for a raise.

Five minutes more of work made it clear that it was a cornice, and half an hour later there appeared the top of the doorway of a tomb.

After knocking off the chimney-piece five or six articles which appeared to be made of tin from the noise they made in falling, the captain succeeded in getting hold of another pipe and the tinder-box, for in those days flint and steel were the implements generally used in procuring a light. With much trouble he re-lit the pipe. "Now, Ruby, lad, hold it till I tumble in."

But do not misunderstand me: The reductions I have approved will save us an additional $50 billion over the next five years. By 1997 we will have cut defense by 30 percent since I took office. These cuts are deep, and you must know my resolve: this deep, and no deeper. To do less would be insensible to progress, but to do more would be ignorant of history.

The glaciers of the Swiss Alps are now for the most part melting back, although a well-known glacier of the eastern Alps, the Vernagt, advanced five hundred feet in the year 1900, and was then plowing up its terminal moraine.

She spoke respectfully in French, and asked me if I had made my plans yet, for, as she explained to me, her own position seemed precarious, and yet, having been with me for five years, she did not feel she could leave me at a juncture like this.

At the same time he covered the young man with his cloak, made him sit down, and drew from a sort of wallet some dates, bread baked with the milk of a camel, and a bottle of the skin of a goat, containing five or six pints of water. "Hold," said he, "you shall have the repast of a penitent.

"We think," interrupted Clint, "that they were the men who robbed the jewelry store and that they were burying the things they had stolen." "You do, eh? Who told you any jewelry store had been robbed?" "We heard some men talking about it at the restaurant where we had breakfast." "Where was that?" "About five blocks that way," said Clint. "Cannister was the name on the door," explained Amy.