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In the month of May, 1817, a portion of land thickly covered with timber, situated at the upper end of the Gardow flats, on the west side of the river, all of a sudden gave way, and with a tremendous crash, slid into the bed of the river, which it so completely filled, that the stream formed a new passage on the east side of it, where it continues to run, without overflowing the slide.
"What's the matter?" he demanded, his brows contracting and his lips beginning to slide back in a snarl it promised to be a sad morning for human curs of all kinds who did not scurry out of the lion's way. "The crowd, sir," said the servant. And he drew aside the curtain across the glass in one of the inside pair of great double doors of the palace entrance. "It's quite safe to look, sir.
Then we climbed up the opposite slope, through a dense thicket, crossing a fresh bear track, a running track, and soon came into an open rocky slide where my bear lay surrounded by the hounds, with Old Dan on guard. The bear was red in color, with silky fur, a long keen head, and fine limbs, and of goodly size.
Patty settled it in that way, forgetting that the slide was open and Aunt Pen in the kitchen. So she made a neat blue and buff patch, and put it away, meaning to puzzle aunty when the reading-time came. But Patty got the worst of it, as you will see by-and-bye. Another day she strolled into the store-room and saw a large tray of fresh buns standing there.
Looking around, as he heard the footsteps, he touched his forefinger to his hat and said: "Buenas noches, Señor! We are still fast." "That cannot be disputed." The American leaned on the bottom of the slide, with his face scarcely two feet from the other, and with the revolver at his hip within instant reach. "Captain Ortega, will you answer a question truly?"
I always want to stay up around, too, and repeat that little verse of Kipling's. You know 'When the cabin portholes are dark and green, Because of the seas outside, When the ship goes wop with a wiggle between, And the cook falls into the soup tureen, And the trunks begin to slide Doesn't that just describe it, though that 'wop with a wiggle between'?"
Shall we see who it is? It was love among the ruins. Or, in other words, Yellow Barbee leaning halfway across the lunch counter, toward the roguish-eyed, plump maid who leaned slowly toward him. 'Hello, Barbee, called Alan. And when Barbee greeted him without enthusiasm, he asked: 'What's happened to the town? 'Hit the slide, said Barbee carelessly.
"Keep his right leg as straight as you can. I don't want to lift him. We must slide him in." They did it somehow, though the girl was breathless before their task, which the snow made a little easier, was finished, and the perspiration started from the man. Then Sally turned to the latter. "Get into the sleigh, and don't spare the team," she said. "Drive over to Watson's, and bring him along.
As I have said, the bow compartment of the steamer was full of water, and this brought her main-deck so low down forward that the boat had only to be slid out almost on a level through the hole that I had made. But to slide her that way which seems easy, because I have happened to put it glibly was quite a different thing.
But at the time we write, Florence had passed through her ages of primitive religions and republican simplicity, and was fast hastening to her downfall. The genius, energy, and prophetic enthusiasm of Savonarola had made, it is true, a desperate rally on the verge of the precipice; but no one man has ever power to turn back the downward slide of a whole generation.
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