Elijah Kellogg
Author : Wilmot Brookings Mitchell
Publisher :
Page : 480 pages
File Size : 42,82 MB
Release : 1903
Category : Biography & Autobiography
ISBN :
Author : Wilmot Brookings Mitchell
Publisher :
Page : 480 pages
File Size : 42,82 MB
Release : 1903
Category : Biography & Autobiography
ISBN :
Author : Everett Titsworth Tomlinson
Publisher : Boston : Lee and Shepard
Page : 488 pages
File Size : 25,85 MB
Release : 1902
Category : Adventure stories
ISBN :
Four friends, Bob, Ben, Jock, and Bert, having completed their sophomore year at college, and set out to spend the summer vacation cruising on the St. Lawrence. Here they not only visit places of historic interest, but also the Indian tribes encamped on the banks of the river, and learn from them their customs, habits, and legends.
Author : George Makepeace Towle
Publisher :
Page : 300 pages
File Size : 17,20 MB
Release : 1882
Category : Admirals
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Author : Joseph Williamson
Publisher :
Page : 888 pages
File Size : 19,3 MB
Release : 1896
Category : Maine
ISBN :
Author : George Makepeace Towle
Publisher :
Page : 312 pages
File Size : 38,41 MB
Release : 1881
Category : Adventure and adventurers
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Author : Oliver Optic
Publisher : BoD – Books on Demand
Page : 190 pages
File Size : 47,97 MB
Release : 2018-05-23
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 3732684873
Reproduction of the original: Freaks of Fortune by Oliver Optic
Author : Charles Nelson Sinnett
Publisher :
Page : 28 pages
File Size : 29,94 MB
Release : 1903
Category : Harpswell (Me. : Town)
ISBN :
Author : Oliver Optic
Publisher : Library of Alexandria
Page : 233 pages
File Size : 41,24 MB
Release : 2020-09-28
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1465583114
Mr. Waddie Wimpleton, an elegant young gentleman of fifteen, by all odds the nicest young man in Centreport, was firing at a mark with a revolver. It was a very beautiful revolver, too, silver-mounted, richly chased, and highly polished in all its parts, discharging six shots at each revolution, not often at the target, in the unskilful hands of Mr. Waddie, but sometimes near enough to indicate what the marksman was shooting at. Even the target was quite an elaborate affair; and though Mr. Waddie had been shooting at it for a week, it was hardly damaged by the trial to which it had been subjected. It was two feet in diameter, having in its centre a tolerably correct resemblance of one of the optics of a bovine masculine; and this enigma, being literally interpreted, meant the bull’s eye, which Mr. Waddie was expected to hit, or at least to try to hit. Around it were several circles in black, red, yellow, green, and blue, each indicating a certain distance from the objective point of the shooter. There were a few holes in the target within these circles, but the central eye was not put out, and still glared defiance at the ambitious marksman. Mr. Waddie Wimpleton had everything he wanted, and therefore never wanted anything he had. There was no end to the ponies, sail-boats, row-boats, guns, pistols, fishing-rods, and other sporting gear, which came into his possession, and of which he soon became weary. His father was as rich as an East-Indian prince, and Mr. Waddie being an only son, though there were two daughters who partially “put his nose out of joint,” his paternal parent had labored industriously to spoil the child from babyhood. I am forced to acknowledge that he succeeded even better than he intended. Mr. Waddie was always waiting and watching for a new sensation. A magnificent kite, of party-colored silk, had evidently occupied his attention during the earlier hours of the morning, and it now lay neglected on the ground, the line stretched off in the direction of the lake. The young gentleman had become tired of the plaything, and when I approached him he was blazing away at the target with the revolver, at the rate of six shots in three seconds. I halted at a respectful distance from the marksman. He was not shooting at me, but I regarded this as the very reason why he would be likely to hit me. If he had been aiming at me, I should have approached him with more confidence. Keeping well in the rear of the young gentleman, I came within hailing distance of him. I did not belong to the “upper-ten” of Centreport, and I could not be said to be familiarly acquainted with him. My father was the engineer in his father’s steam-flouring mills, and a person of my humble connections was of no account in his estimation. But I am forced to confess that I had not that awe and respect for Mr. Waddie which wealth and a lofty social position demand of the humble classes. I had the audacity to approach the young scion of an influential house; and it was audacious, considered in reference to his pistol, if not to his social position.
Author :
Publisher :
Page : 80 pages
File Size : 34,28 MB
Release : 1877
Category :
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Author :
Publisher :
Page : 1496 pages
File Size : 29,20 MB
Release : 1905
Category : American literature
ISBN :
American national trade bibliography.