United States or Namibia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
A man-reader may say, that, if she loved him, she would not have thus looked about her; and that, if she did not love him, there was no occasion for her thus to fly in the face of the future.
But my hat is off to him, after all, for he had ready for us, and swears to this day to its truth, the best fish-story of the trip. Lying on the top of one of our packing-cases was a great bull-trout. Now a bull-trout has teeth, and held in a vise-like grip in the teeth of this one was a smaller trout. In the mouth of the small trout was a gray-and-black fly.
He had been urged to fly sooner, but had replied as became a pilot to reply 'I will not go. If I go, nobody will be saved; if I stay, no one will be lost but me. I will stay. There were two hundred persons on board, and no life was lost but the pilot's. There used to be a monument to this young fellow, in that Memphis graveyard.
It was very discouraging, no doubt, that the machines would not fly, but that all of them, if they had sufficient power, would fly, there can be no doubt. HOW TO PRACTICE. Absolute familiarity with every part of the machine and conditions is the first thing. The machine is brought out, and the engine tested, the machine being held in leash while this is done.
That she here with trust may stay, None vouchsafes a sheltering roof; Not a temple's columns gay Give of godlike worship proof. Fruit of no propitious ear Bids her to the pure feast fly; On the ghastly altars here Human bones alone e'er dry. Far as she might onward rove, Misery found she still in all, And within her soul of love, Sorrowed she o'er man's deep fall.
If there is any fault to find with it, it is that the neck seems a little stiff. But that is nothing. It is an admirable likeness, admirable!" The Griffin sat looking at his image all the morning and all the afternoon. The Minor Canon had been afraid to go away and leave him, and had hoped all through the day that he would soon be satisfied with his inspection and fly away home.
He hastened at once to a certain spring where Pegasus often came to drink. There stood the spirited steed. Bellerophon drew near. Pegasus spread his strong wings and was just about to fly when Bellerophon held out the bridle. Then the noble horse bent his head and walked up to the young man. He knew that the golden bridle came from his mistress.
It's you who will be out of the Service then, laughed out!" The Commander smiled, too; smiled coldly, complacently, while his head shook. "Again you are mistaken," he told Chet; "never again will you fly as much as one foot above Earth." And still Chet's grin persisted. "Commander," he said, "a man in your position should not make so many mistakes.
After dinner she went resolutely into the parlor, and sitting down on her little low chair, pressed her fingers over her eyes to shut out any possible distractions. "Now," she said, "I will make up my mind." A bluebottle fly buzzing up and down the window dropped on the sill, then began to buzz again.
One day he met her in one of her short rambles about the wood near the house. Her eyes were on the ground, and her face was so sad that it seemed to touch his heart. He went toward her, and she started from her painful reverie and looked as if she would fly. "Cora, it is I, are you afraid of me?" he asked. "No." Then he went to her side and asked: "Why are you so sad to-day?" "Do I seem sad?"
Word Of The Day