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Updated: May 20, 2025


Hicks stuck the point of the knife in the tail-board and, gripping the handle, struck a pose like that of the elder Salvini, while in a sonorous voice he enumerated the delicacies he had to offer. It sounded like a roll-call, and his tone was so imperative that almost one expected the pickles and cheese to answer "present."

And, better than these, in Quita's esteem, was the wide street itself, packed with the noisy, leisurely life of an Indian city: goats and cattle; women and children; open bullock-carts that seemed to have all eternity to travel in; princely-looking Afghan traders in long coats and peaked turbans; Waziris, with keen, Jewish faces framed in greasy locks that fell upon their shoulders; the sais from his tail-board shouting ineffectual commands to make way for the Sahib; long-legged fowls, leaping and fluttering up under the pony's nose; pariahs, lazily insolent, almost allowing the wheel to graze thigh-bone or paw, before they condescended to loaf away to a fresh resting-place; and over all an arch of blue, so deep and passionate as to be almost vocal; and pervading all, the indefinable, unforgettable smell of the East: a smell compounded of musk, spices, open drains, and humanity.

The man caught up Sebastian by the arm and jumped on to the tail-board of the cart. And thus enveloped in a cloud of dust, surrounded by the laughter of fun-loving men and youths the boy came into Erfurt, to the great festival of all the Bachs. "Sh-h! It is Heinrich! Listen to him to Heinrich!"

Comedy carted home through leafy ways shall trill her woodnotes her native woodnotes wild in Henley-in-Arden!" The wagon had been packed and had departed, Mrs. Mortimer perched high on a pile of tent cloths, and Mr. Mortimer waving farewells from the tail-board.

A thin spiral of smoke arises from the fire which has been made in a shallow pit to prevent a spread of flames. The flickering flashes illumine the cook's face as he bends over a steaming pot of coffee, and reveal the features of Parenthesis. Parenthesis is mixing dough in a dish-pan set on the tail-board.

It's a little child ez uster crawl in and out the tail-board of a Mizzouri wagon on the alcali-pizoned plains, where there wasn't another bit of God's mercy on yearth to be seen for miles and miles.

Some of us were "green about the gills," and some were trying to pretend we didn't care. We watched the boat which landed just before us strike a mine and be blown to pieces. Encouraging sight... At last we reached the tiny cove, and the lighter let down a sort of tail-board on the sand. One had his stomach blown out, and the other his chest blown in.

Then the Petrel by heroic efforts was got into the wagon, the seat of which had been removed, old Thomas Jefferson perched himself precariously in the bow and protestingly gathered up his rope-patched reins. "Folks'll 'low I'se plum crazy, drivin' dis yere boat," he declared, observing with concern that some four feet of the stern projected over the tail-board.

When they both got to the ground, he pushed his body gradually over the tail-board, and in about five minutes was standing before me. "A horse and cariole," said I; "let me have them quick!" "Ja! Ja!" "Ja! Ja!" "How long will it be?" "Ach!" here he yawned. "An hour?" "Ja! Ja!" "Two hours?" "Ja! Ja!" "Three hours?" "Ja! Ja!" "Sacramento!

At the foot of the next hill the horse stopped, and the two men came out over the tail-board. My engineer backed and swung the car, ready to move out of reach. "The blighted egg-boiler has steam up," said Mr. Hinchcliffe, pausing to gather a large stone. "Temporise with the beggar, Pye, till the sights come on!"

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