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Updated: June 3, 2025


But what woman ever loved her lover the less for having discovered his limitations? Humor runs in families of the intenser cultivation. The son of the soil remains serious in the face of life's and nature's ironies. So the search paused, while the searchers rested and revised their plans. Spring opened in the valley as if for them alone.

And the funny part was we heard 'lions' or 'panthers', or something in the woods behind us. We'd stopped to rest and we thought so. Then we saw the searchers coming back and thought they were Indians! and the way we took to the woods would make you laugh. That's how I got to look like this.

"This point may now be set down as established," cried Florio, "and I hope no more will be said about it." "This is encouragement to the searchers after truth," put in Captain Kant. "Pray, Hon. and Rev. Mr. Truck," asked Lucius Junius Brutus, at the joint suggestion of Junius Brutus and Brutus, "does the Princess Victoria smoke?" "If she did not, sir, where would be the use in being a princess.

Katie had seen it once in the eyes of an exhausted fawn, who, fleeing from the searchers for the stag, had come full upon the waiting hunt in face of the frantic hounds in leash. The terror in those eyes that should have been so soft and gentle, the sick certitude of doom where there should have been the glad joy of life struck the death blow to Katie's ambitions to become the mighty huntress.

Ye'll get nae saints to be searchers for uncustomed goods, or for thieves and sic like; and your decent sort of men, religious professors, and broken tradesmen, that are put into the like o' sic trust, can do nae gude ava.

Uncle Pros tried to answer with gesticulation or a shouted word, and sometimes those he replied to turned and ran, calling to others. But it was black Jim, riding on Roan Sultan, out with the searchers, who saw and understood. He looked down across the great two-mile turn beyond the Gap, and sighted the climbing car.

Fitzgerald says: "he is always harmless this Toddleworth." As the two searchers are about to withdraw, the shrunken figure of a woman rushes wildly into the pit. "Devils! devils! hideous devils of darkness! here you are still hover hover hovering; turning midnight into revelling, day into horrid dreaming!" she shrieks at the top of her voice.

The few log-cabins of the 'Corner' looked more drowsily quiet than usual; the sawmill was silent. Zack was turning over some soiled and scribbled ledgers on his counter. Suddenly a shot in the woods quite near: a detachment of the searchers had arrived. That the rejoicing would take its usual form, an emptying of his spirit-kegs, Zack Bunting had never doubted.

The fundamental principles of nearly every branch of modern science were the gradual metamorphoses of the investigations of the old searchers after the "philosopher's stone" and "elixir of life."

On the side curtains of a buggy being driven to Golden Gate Park was the following sign: "I am looking for I. E. Hall." That searchers for lost ones might have the least trouble, all the tents, here known as camps, were tagged with the names or numbers. For instance, one tent of bed quilts carried this sign: "No. 40 Bush Street camp."

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