The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Volume 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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... head was en- veloped in a white cap , around which the arms appeared to move mechanically : but what were my feelings when the figure approached my bed - side , and after regarding me for some time , turned down the bed - clothes as if ...
... head was en- veloped in a white cap , around which the arms appeared to move mechanically : but what were my feelings when the figure approached my bed - side , and after regarding me for some time , turned down the bed - clothes as if ...
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... head of which rode the old lieutenant - colonel with a woollen nightcap underneath his unpowdered wig , and swathed in flannel from the toe to the hip , mounted on his Irish cock - tail galloway , ( the sole sur- vivor of his stud ...
... head of which rode the old lieutenant - colonel with a woollen nightcap underneath his unpowdered wig , and swathed in flannel from the toe to the hip , mounted on his Irish cock - tail galloway , ( the sole sur- vivor of his stud ...
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... head - quarters of my regiment for several weeks , an ig- norance which was shared by the war offices of both countries . I , therefore , made every arrangement for proceeding to Lime- rick , the former head - quarters , to take ...
... head - quarters of my regiment for several weeks , an ig- norance which was shared by the war offices of both countries . I , therefore , made every arrangement for proceeding to Lime- rick , the former head - quarters , to take ...
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... head- quarters . The only field - officer present with what was called the re- giment , was a major lately arrived from India , a mild , gentle- manly character , extremely dull of hearing ; whose voice was never raised beyond its ...
... head- quarters . The only field - officer present with what was called the re- giment , was a major lately arrived from India , a mild , gentle- manly character , extremely dull of hearing ; whose voice was never raised beyond its ...
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... head - quarters . The cap- tain was a fat , sulky sot , who always filled a bumper , and never spoke a word . Of the lieutenants , one was a crazed old yan- kee loyalist , perpetually boring the mess with stories of " Sta- ten Island ...
... head - quarters . The cap- tain was a fat , sulky sot , who always filled a bumper , and never spoke a word . Of the lieutenants , one was a crazed old yan- kee loyalist , perpetually boring the mess with stories of " Sta- ten Island ...
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The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life Oliver Moore No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 205 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 98 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
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