Cooper's Novels, Volume 9Stringer and Townsend, 1852 |
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... Biddy Noon , the Irish servant and factotum of Mrs. Budd , who was a pock - marked , red - faced , and red - armed single woman , about her mistress's own age and weight , though less stout to the eye . Of Rose we shall not stop to say ...
... Biddy Noon , the Irish servant and factotum of Mrs. Budd , who was a pock - marked , red - faced , and red - armed single woman , about her mistress's own age and weight , though less stout to the eye . Of Rose we shall not stop to say ...
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... Biddy , too , för , as Mulford civilly extended his hand to her alsó , she ex- claimed- " No fear of me , Mr. Mate - I came from Ireland by wa- ther , and knows all about ships and brigs , I do . If you could have seen the times we had ...
... Biddy , too , för , as Mulford civilly extended his hand to her alsó , she ex- claimed- " No fear of me , Mr. Mate - I came from Ireland by wa- ther , and knows all about ships and brigs , I do . If you could have seen the times we had ...
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... Biddy Noon had her share in this clamour , lying down on the deck in order to prevent rolling over , and possibly to scream more at her leisure , while Rose had sufficient self - command to be silent , though her cheeks lost their ...
... Biddy Noon had her share in this clamour , lying down on the deck in order to prevent rolling over , and possibly to scream more at her leisure , while Rose had sufficient self - command to be silent , though her cheeks lost their ...
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... Biddy , " said Mrs. Budd considerately , during this pause in the incidents , “ you need n't scream any longer . The danger seems to be past , and you may get up off the deck See , I have let go of the mast . The pumps have been sounded ...
... Biddy , " said Mrs. Budd considerately , during this pause in the incidents , “ you need n't scream any longer . The danger seems to be past , and you may get up off the deck See , I have let go of the mast . The pumps have been sounded ...
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... Biddy Noon . The old lady was factotum , or factota , as it might be most classical to call her , though we are entirely without authorities on the subject , and was just as self - complacent and ambitious of seawoman- ship below decks ...
... Biddy Noon . The old lady was factotum , or factota , as it might be most classical to call her , though we are entirely without authorities on the subject , and was just as self - complacent and ambitious of seawoman- ship below decks ...
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a'ter anchor answered appeared ashore aunt aunty better Biddy boat boatswain brig brig's brigantine cabin called canvas Captain Mull Captain Spike circumstance course craft danger dear deck distance Don Juan Don Wan doubloons Dry Tortugas duty eyes fancied feel flour forecastle foresail half hand Harry Mulford heard hope hour hydropathy instant island islets Jack Tier Josh keep Key West knew light light-house look Madam Budd mainsail manner masts matter Mexican mile minutes Miss Rose Molly Swash Mona Passage never night once passage passed Poughkeepsie reef relict returned rock Rose Budd Rose's sail schooner seemed seen Señor Montefalderon ship side sloop-of-war soon sort spot state-room steamer Stephen Spike steward's assistant stood tell thing thought turned Uncle vessel Wallace watch wind windward wish wreck yards yawl young mate
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Page 3 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i' the air ; strange screams of death: And, prophesying with accents terrible Of dire combustion and confused events, New hatch'd to the woeful time, The obscure bird clamour'd the live-long night : Some say the earth was feverous, and did shake.
Page 1 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Page 63 - The western wave was all a-flame; The day was well nigh done! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun. And...
Page 188 - MAN hath a weary pilgrimage As through the world he wends, On every stage from youth to age Still discontent attends ; With heaviness he casts his eye Upon the road before, And still remembers with a sigh The days that are no more.
Page 185 - Don't grudge a poor morthal half a minute of lite, at the last moment," answered Biddy. " It's not long that I'll throuble ye, and so no more need be said.