Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !

Updated: June 14, 2025


Baumberger taking his ease in Peaceful's armchair on the porch, discussing, with animated gravity, the ins and outs of county politics; his fishing-basket lying on its flat side close to his chair, his rod leaning against the house at his elbow, his heavy pipe dragging down one corner of his loose-lipped mouth; his whole gross person surrounded by an atmosphere of prosperity leading the simple life transiently and by choice, and of lazy enjoyment in his own physical and mental well-being.

In my dilemma, I caught sight of a pretty book lying near her fishing-basket, and diverted the talk by venturing to ask its name. "'T is of Aucassin and Nicolete," she replied, with something in her voice which seemed to imply that the tender old story would be familiar to me. My memory served me for once gallantly. I answered by humming half to myself the lines from the prologue,

Producing some from his fishing-basket, he fastened one end of it to a drooping branch of the willow-tree, which overhung the pond, and the other on to his own rod, and, having thrown off his clothes, he boldly plunged into the water, knowing that the weeds would have much less power over his naked legs, than if he had kept on his trousers.

But Farmer Green, with a grim smile of satisfaction, soon settled her in the same fashion as he had done the boy; and then, picking up his fishing-basket, strode away, calling out, 'Ye'll bide there my time, ye young limbs of mischief! It's only serving like ye serve! 'Button-boy, did he hurt you? asked Nancy anxiously; for all this time Teddy had not said a word.

In a corner stood a fishing-rod in its cotton case; along the wall were ranged bait-boxes, a fishing-basket, a pair of rubber boots, and a huge wasp's nest. Leaning against the sill of the open window was a double-barreled shotgun, and on the sill itself were some black, greasy rags and a small bottle of oil. Various truths might be inferred from the disarray. One was that Mr.

His eyes in their weariness seemed to entreat her not to argue. She stooped and kissed him, her lips trembling. 'When do you want to go to Thurston? 'As soon as possible. Can you find me my fishing-basket and get me some sandwiches? I shall only lounge there and take it easy. She did everything for him that wifely hands could do.

"I can take very good care of myself, thank you," said Norman; "but I should like to see you catch some fish, if they are good big ones." "There are not finer in any loch in Scotland, but they will not always rise to the fly," observed Mr Maclean. As soon as luncheon was over, the laird, carrying his rod and fishing-basket, and accompanied by his two young friends, set off for the loch.

I concluded she must be the original of Mr. She answered that she remembered it well. I asked if she remembered any visitor, or visitors, coming to the inn on that day. "And a cigar-case?" I asked. "You don't remember seeing a cigar-case?" She shook her head, evidently puzzled. "I know nothing about a cigar-case," she said. "But you shall see the rod and fishing-basket."

Suddenly Jacky turned with a look of earnest gravity towards his companion, who was a woebegone spectacle of exhaustion. "I say, we'd better go on, don't you think?" Peter looked up languidly, sighed heavily, and laid his hand on the fishing-basket full of sandwiches, which constituted his burden. It was small and light, but to the poor boy it felt like a ton.

It was still warm at least, the ashes were, and somebody had been busy cooking trout there, grilling them, thriddled on a stick of hazel; and very curious it was too, for somehow or other, the water, instead of running down, had been running up backwards like, and carried with it that there fishing-basket of yours, and the wallet, and laid them upon that nice dry sandy place close up to the fire along by which there were ever so many heads of those little fish, and their backbones.

Word Of The Day

drohichyn

Others Looking