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My curious adventures had by this time come to be pretty well known; and setting up at the sign of the Amazon's Head, with a picture of myself, in full fighting dress splitting an Irish Rapparee with my bayonet, I grew into some renown.
After service several shook hands with them; but Louise noticed that many cast curious glances at the black silk handkerchief on Cap'n Amazon's head and did not come near. Despite his dignity and the reverence of his bearing, he did look peculiar with that 'kerchief swathing his crown. Gusty Durgin, the waitress at the Cardhaven Inn, claimed acquaintanceship after church with Louise.
"Come the kiss!" cried Austin, endeavouring to pass his arm familiarly round the Amazon's waist. "Hands off!" she exclaimed, "or you'll repent it." "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. "Teach you to keep your distance!" retorted Mrs. Maggot, dealing him a buffet that sent him reeling several yards backwards. "There! off with you!" whispered Mrs.
Her closely-fitting black dress somehow resembled a riding-habit; her grey gauntletted gloves drawn to the elbow, her Amazon's hat with its plume, the alertness and grace of the whole attitude, the brilliancy of her clear black eye all these carried with them the same suggestions of open-air life, of health of body and mind of a joyous, noble, and powerful personality.
But even Jeff Bezos, Amazon's legendary founder, expressed doubts regarding the wisdom of the US Patent Office in granting his company the patent. In an open letter to Amazon's customers, he called for a rethinking of the whole system of protection of intellectual property in the Internet age.
Who'd ever s'pose you'd look like that!" the mother exclaimed. "Miss Good told me I'd look nice, but I didn't believe her. Do I?" "You're wonderful, Allie." Gray said it with conviction. "Honest? You ain't laughin' at me?" The amazon's voice quavered. "Can't you see? Look at yourself. I'm proud of you."
I went over the Amazon's side, feeling it impossible to deny that, so far, some remarkable influence had produced a remarkable result, which better known influences have often missed. * * After this Uncommercial Journey was printed, I happened to mention the experience it describes to Lord Houghton.
"Yes, Cap'n Abe?" she called cheerfully, for even early rising could not quench her good spirits. "'Tain't time to get up yet, Niece Louise," he told her behind the thin panel of the door. "Don't disturb yourself. Cap'n Amazon's come an' I'm off." "You're what?" gasped the girl sitting up in her nest of feathers. "I'm a-goin' to Boston. Jest got time to ketch the clam-train at the depot.
Behind her stood a black horse with glossy coat, nervous legs, and eyes injected with blood, destitute of saddle or bridle, his mane unbound; he was bending down to lick the border of the Amazon's tunic and her nude feet, like a dog which followed her everywhere. "Asbyte!" exclaimed Hannibal, surprised at the apparition. "What are you doing here?"
A minor point of interest is afforded by the Amazon's shield, which the artist has not succeeded in rendering truthfully in side view. That is a rather difficult problem in perspective, which was not solved until after many experiments. Some time before the end of the sixth century, perhaps as early as 540, a new method of decorating pottery was invented in Attica.
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