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Lucy stayed her foot, and was about to retreat swiftly when she heard a cheerful 'Buona sera, Signorina! She recognised a voice of the afternoon. It was the handsome carabiniere. Lucy advanced with alacrity. 'I came out because it was so fine, she said. 'Are you on duty still? Where is your companion? He smiled, and pointed to the wood. 'We have a hut there. First Ruggieri sleeps then I sleep.
Upon the day agreed upon, we were all once more assembled at the council-ground on the shores of the Buona Ventura. One of the sacred lodge first rose, and making a signal with his hand, prepared to speak:
Fate, however, ordered otherwise, and a succession of adventures, the current of which I could not oppose, forced me through many wild scenes and countries, which I have yet to describe. At the beginning of the fall, a few months after my father's death, I and my two comrades, Gabriel and Roche, were hunting in the rolling prairies of the South, on the eastern shores of the Buona Ventura.
"Oh, if you like flies in your soup, as the man said to his guest, when he carefully replaced those entomological blackamoors in the tureen, after helping himself if you like flies in your soup, well and good /buona notte/." Ferrers certainly was right in his theory, that when we have known real adventures we grow less morbidly sentimental.
Gaspare went by the window leading the donkeys. "Buona notte, signora!" It was a very happy voice. "Buona notte, Gaspare. Sleep well." Maurice caught at the last words. "We must sleep," he said. "To-morrow we'll we'll " "Tell each other everything. Yes, to-morrow!" She put her arm through his. "Maurice, if you knew how I feel!" "Yes?" he said, trying to make his voice eager, buoyant. "Yes?"
He talks dago to Caleb and Caleb gives him back jest plain straight Crick talk. If he's larnin as much United States as Caleb is dago, he'll make circit rider preacher in a few years. Caleb talk dago to the men." Whereupon the boy stepped directly in front of Mr. Rogers and said; "Buona sera, Rogers avete tabacco meliore di questo?" To which Mr.
I let him go a few steps higher, and then I let him have it with both lungs. "Buona sera, eccellenza, signori! I roared after him. And a scream came down in answer such a scream! A dozen different terrors were in it; and the wheezing had stopped, with the old scoundrel's heart.
"Good night," Hillard responded cheerfully. "Say, what's I-taly-an fer good night?" still reluctant to go on. "Buona notte." "Bony notty; huh, sounds like Chinese fer rheumatism. Been to Italy?" "I was born there," patiently. "No! Why, you're no Dago!" "Not so much as an eyelash. The stork happened to drop the basket there, that's all." "Ha! I see.
That feeling, however, was not confined to that tribe; it was shared by all the others within two or three hundred miles from the Buona Ventura river, and it was not surprising!
The most northerly establishment of Mexico on the Pacific Ocean is San Francisco; the next, Monterey; then comes San Barbara, St. Luis Obispo, Buona Ventura, and, finally, St. Diego; besides these sea-ports, are many cities in the interior, such as St. Juan Campestrano, Los Angelos, the largest town in California, and San Gabriel.
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