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The lap of the ripples against the birch side of the canoe, the gurgle of the water round the paddle blades, and the rush of the bow as, after it had paused on the withdraw, it leaped forward on the stroke, were the only sounds that broke the deathlike silence of the semi-arctic night.

From the black mass of Indians opposite came a mighty gurgle, which gradually broke into a roar, "The black! Fifty hides on the black!" "The little bronze! She is a length ahead! Madre de dios! Six doubloons of Mexico on the little bronze!" The priest pushed his way to the speaker, a wealthy ranchero who had been more than once to Mexico. "The white against the bronze, senor," he said.

Enveloping all, the monotone and liquid gurgle from the hoarse impetuous copious fall the greenish- tawny, darkly transparent waters, plunging with velocity down the rocks, with patches of milk-white foam a stream of hurrying amber, thirty feet wide, risen far back in the hills and woods, now rushing with volume every hundred rods a fall, and sometimes three or four in that distance.

She could talk a little, in disconnected sentences, with fascinating mistakes in the sounds of letters, but she preferred a gurgle of laughter when she was pleased, and a wail of woe when things went wrong. She was still in the limbos of primitivism. She was young with the babyhood of the world.

He hazarded a glance astern, but could see no sign of a boat up the inlet. They had done a thing which even then appeared almost incredible. The breeze came down fresher, the gurgle at the bows grew louder, and the deck began to heave with a slow and regular rise and fall. A long, shadowy point girt about with spectral surf slipped by, and they were out in open water.

The reedy notes of the robin, and a musical passage of two parts, one a clear delicious gurgle, with several other birds I cannot place. The sibilant murmur of a pretty stiff breeze now and then through the trees.

The yell was uttered by Washington Washington. "Leggo me! Leggo! He kotched me! He kotched me! Wo o o o o ow!" The howls of the colored boy ended in a gurgle. "Shoot!" commanded Grace. "Shoot high! Empty your rifle!" Both girls let go a rattling fire with their rifles, and the howls and the shots brought the others of their party tumbling and shouting from their tents. "Down!

Far away, down the valley, was the red glow of a fire, its flame reflecting over the surface of the river. I knew I stared down into a great void, but could hear no sound except a faint gurgle of water directly beneath. I closed the window shutter, and, urged by some impulse, crossed over to the door leading to the other apartment.

He felt that he would die, that his pounding blood vessels would burst. The bead curtains of rain rustled and tinkled about him, awakening his nerves, making his skin flash and tingle. In the gurgle of water in gutters and water spouts he could imagine he heard orchestras droning libidinous music.

Yet the moment his hand touched the latch or his foot the threshold all was hushed save the melancholy drip of water from the dam or the low gurgle of the small stream eddying amidst willow roots and mossy stones in the ravine below.

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