April 30th, 2009

blue legacy

of course, i put up with a lot of things my ancestors never dreamed of!

wednesday xc bis

in the fourth line, divided, we see its subject seeking for union with the one beyond himself.

the harder i worked, the worse things sputtered and smouldered.
probably the relief from the long tension of the buffalo hunt had something to do with my general piffling inefficiency. if i had taken time to do a proper job once instead of a halfway job a dozen times, as i should have done and usually would have done, i would have had a fire in no time. i imagine i was somewhat scared. the lioness and her hulking cub had smelled the buffalo and were prowling around. i could hear them purring and uttering their hollow grunts. however, at last the flame held. i fed it sparingly, lit a pipe, placed the holland gun next my hand, and resigned myself to waiting.

"jump and stop her!" he roared out in a voice not his own.

he ran himself--hands forward, a blind man, and while the clanging of the gong echoed still all over the ship, she seemed to butt full tilt into the side of a mountain.

"all these precautions are quite needless and beside the matter in hand, as you will immediately see for yourselves. my reputation demands, however, that other people who are not present would not be able to say afterward that trickery has been resorted to."

"faith, the tale does infinite credit to your imagination!"

this quiet eye had attracted attention from time to time.
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