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A very different man, seen now and then at long intervals but usually invisible, is the free roamer of the wilderness hunter, prospector, explorer, seeking he knows not what.
Still, in spite of his mournful preoccupation, he could not refrain from saying to himself that this prowler of the barriers with whom Jondrette was talking resembled a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very dangerous nocturnal roamer. This man's name the reader has learned in the preceding book.
JACK LONDON On Board Roamer, Sonoma Creek, April 15, 1911 "Huh! Drive four horses! I wouldn't sit behind you not for a thousand dollars over them mountain roads." So said Henry, and he ought to have known, for he drives four horses himself. Said another Glen Ellen friend: "What? London? He drive four horses? Can't drive one!" And the best of it is that he was right.
I had a juvenile comrade of the tenderest age, by name Tommy Plumston, and he enjoyed the privilege of intimacy with a component urchin yclept Jimmy Clungeon, with which adventurous roamer, in defiance of his mother's interdict against his leaving the house for a minute during her absence from home, he departed on a tour of the district, resulting, perhaps as a consequence of its completeness, in this, that at a distance computed at four miles from the maternal mansion, he perceived his beloved mama with sufficient clearness to feel sure that she likewise had seen him.
Booth come running out of the theatre on his way to the telegraph office at the corner, and right in the middle of the walk, staring about him, stood a child a small roamer of the stony streets, who had evidently got far enough beyond his native ward to arouse misgivings as to his personal safety, and at the very moment he stopped to consider matters Mr.
"Blood on his hands!" In the silence that followed, the eyes of the men turned curiously toward the old woman and then sought each other with speculative stares. Mrs. Brenner, tortured by those long significant glances, said roughly. "That's Mart's mother. She ain't right! What are you bothering us for?" Dick Roamer put out a hand to plead for her, and tapped Munn on the arm.
I scarcely know what the subtle influence is that forms him and attracts him in the most fascinating and aromatic of all lands, and yet urges him away from all the sweet delights of his home to become a roamer in literature and in the world, a poet and a wanderer.
From nearly all quarters the testimony is to this effect, that he was an indolent, dreamy, frolicsome creature, with a mortal enmity to books, supplemented by a passionate regard for fishing-rods and shot-guns; disorderly in dress, slouching, vagrant, unambitious; a roamer in woods, a loiterer on river-banks; having more tastes and aspirations in common with trappers and frontiersmen than with the toilers of civilized life; giving no hint nor token, by word or act, of the possession of any intellectual gift that could raise him above mediocrity, or even up to it.
A group of men stood on the step, the faint light of the room picking out face after face that she recognized Sheriff Munn; Jim Barker, who kept the grocery in the village; Cottrell Hampstead, who lived in the next house below them; young Dick Roamer, Munn's deputy; and several strangers. "Well?" she asked ungraciously. "We want to see Brenner!" one of them said. She stepped back.
A group of men stood on the step, the faint light of the room picking out face after face that she recognized Sheriff Munn; Jim Barker, who kept the grocery in the village; Cottrell Hampstead, who lived in the next house below them; young Dick Roamer, Munn's deputy; and several strangers. "Well?" she asked ungraciously. "We want to see Brenner!" one of them said. She stepped back.
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