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id: 20345
title: Old Man Savarin, and Other Stories
author: Thomson, Edward William
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  He''s catch plenty fish before Old Man Savarin come. ''bout dat, for Old Man Savarin is got dem all in debt at his big "Yes, indeed, my grandfather wass once in jail," said old Mrs. McTavish, of the county of Glengarry, in Ontario, Canada; "but that "Come then, childer," said Mrs. McGrath, and took the big iron pot Twenty, yes, a hundred times a day he looked in a dazed way at his big "Mind you this, Peter," said the old man, going out then, "don''t you have not heard him playing ''Great Godfrey''s Lament,''" said old "''Come, brothers, and see how white is our father,'' Godfrey said. We shall make seven miles to-day," said Tom, as he came forward "Wait a little now, Baptiste," said Tom, alarmed lest his party should "He''s got crazy, looking at de track," said Big Baptiste, "for that''s "Poor little loving boy," said Madame, tears in her kind eyes.


id: 28960
title: The Backwoodsmen
author: Roberts, Charles G. D., Sir
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  her feet, and stood staring, her head low down and her big ears waving an opening, out came a sharp little black nose pushing and twisting Around the little log cabin in the clearing the snow lay nearly four Dave Patton straightened, and his grey eyes turned to a little, door stood half open, but drifted full of snow to within little more red-headed man, with the cross grey eyes and loud voice, should be got up, dashed the back of her hand across her eyes with a little "I''ve come to borry yer gun!" said Mrs. Gammit, appearing suddenly, a For a few moments Henderson felt like shutting his eyes between his little, hand-like, clever fore-paws, his shining eyes kept moment, and turned their little twinkling eyes upon Mrs. Gammit in "Well, they ketched a big weasel!" said Mrs. Gammit, eyeing him with His eyes glowed like red coals, his long, black shape looked


id: 30874
title: The Land of Look Behind
author: Brown, Paul Cameron
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  "I wouldn''t try a crossing in weather like this," warned the old man. The old man stopped short, conscious of the look of defiance in the The old man''s eyes stirred from the damp reverie of the previous moment. The old man sensed his growing uneasiness but Little lights some ten miles distant were fingering the early darkness. Something near the water''s edge bobbed cork-like in the growing dusk. Always the worst time of day, the old man pondered, a process of Many thoughts like these passed through his mind as he much as the likeness of an old boot, the colour of her wrinkled skin. barrage of sound like the last time just bare minutes before when the He was thinking little thoughts like safety, MacGuire went a second time into the now inferno like remains A thoughtful child covers Rip with an old rug. like Rip?


id: 10164
title: The Black Creek Stopping-House, and Other Stories
author: McClung, Nellie L.
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  Mrs. Corbett insisted on Fred and his wife spending the night at the Mrs. Corbett went over to see her new neighbor two or three days after. "Sure, you''ll soon know then, Maggie," said "Da" Corbett, bringing in When the men had gone that day and John Corbett came in to have his woman can go the length of her toe with Rance Belmont, but young Mrs. Brydon went to Brandon with him last week, for my sister''s husband and likes a good time." Mrs. Corbett was giving her steel knives a neighborhood gossip said of Rance Belmont--of Mrs. Corbett''s dislike of stayed away," Evelyn said, wishing to do justice to Fred, and feeling Mrs. Corbett had determined to tell Fred what a short-sighted, jealousminded man he was when she saw him, but one look at his haggard face-"I would like to see Maud," Mrs. Harris said one night to Shaw as she


id: 6180
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  So said Macavoy the giant, when the thing was talked of in his presence. Pierre ran his fingers down Macavoy''s arm, and said "There''s time enough "Come down to Wiley''s," said Pierre; "there''s better company there than "Are you sure you''ll not run away when they come on?" said Pierre, a When the sun was falling below Little Red Hill, Macavoy came to Wonta''s Macavoy gave the hand a grasp that turned Pierre sick, and asked: "Had ye Pierre told the girl the story of Macavoy''s life; for he knew that she They were now near the Fort, and Pierre had seen an Indian come from the The Indian stood to take it like a man; but Pierre loved Presently Pierre said aloud: "Well, my Macavoy, what will you do? Without a word Pierre started away towards the Post, Macavoy following. Macavoy and Pierre were soon at the Post, and knew from Hilton all there

title:
  A Romany of the Snows, vol. 1 Being a Continuation of the Personal Histories of "Pierre and His People" and the Last Existing Records of Pretty Pierre


id: 6175
title: Pierre and His People: Tales of the Far North. Volume 2.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  Pierre--our Val running away." The old man leaned forward and put his You know Val. He said between his teeth: ''Look out, Snow Devil, Sergeant Tom smiled a little grimly, then he nodded and said: "Been at it steady, and said: "Well, Jen, if it isn''t Sergeant Tom! who is the law-breaker, Sergeant Tom?" she said, as she took his hand. Jen, looking at the Sergeant''s handsome face, said: "It''s six months to a A moment after, Sergeant Tom being occupied in talking to Jen, Pierre Jen turned to the sitting-room, and Sergeant Tom moved to the tavern Sergeant Tom and Pierre enter from outside, and then Jen from the A little later Peter Galbraith and Pretty Pierre went to the sittingroom, and the old man drew from the Sergeant''s pocket the envelope which Sergeant Tom, but the voice is that of Jen Galbraith. He said that "Sergeant Tom was good-looking,


id: 6182
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  Brydon saw a woman standing at a window of the House waving her arms, old man''s face was white, but there was no fear in his eyes. grandfather seized Brydon''s big hand, and said some trembling words of "Well, you see," Pierre said to Brydon one day, as they sat on the high "Mr. Rupert," he said, "I want to ask something." The old man nodded. But the years went, and there came a man to Fort Pentecost who knew not one like my father--Konto is nothing: but the voice of the white man, since Marcey was put away in his grave, since Pierre left Fort Ste. Anne, and he had not seen it or Lucille in all that time. She came close to him, and, after searching his eyes, said with a smile Then he turned on me, he was a good man,--and said, ''This will either

title:
  A Romany of the Snows, vol. 3 Being a Continuation of the Personal Histories of "Pierre and His People" and the Last Existing Records of Pretty Pierre


id: 6176
title: Pierre and His People: Tales of the Far North. Volume 3.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  Shon," he said, as he rose, puffing hard till his face was in a cloud of Field over in Pipi Valley.--At least Pretty Pierre said he was a miner. from the other two, the Honourable turned and said to Shon: "What was the "That in your face and the hair aff your head," said Shon; "it''s little Then Shon said: "Duke Lawless, there''s parallels of latitude and Which was his way of saying, "How come you here?" Duke Lawless turned to "Shon, old fellow, come here," said Sir Duke Lawless. Pierre came back in a few days to see how Shon was, and expressed his "We''ll meet again, Shon," said Sir Duke, "and you''ll remember your And Shon McGann and Pretty Pierre turned back from the end of their Pierre did not tell Shon that for many days they travelled woods where no hardness came into The Man''s face, but he pressed Pierre''s hand for


id: 6188
title: Northern Lights, Volume 3.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  "Dear old man," Bickersteth said gently, knowing he would not wholly "Dear old man," he said, his voice shaking, "do you know what I''m He let go the old man''s shoulders, for over the face of the other there eyes of the younger man there was a look which has come to many in this he looked like some old viking, his workaday life done, come to pray ere Aunt Kate came slowly over with the boy, and laid a hand on Cassy''s "You can see the Lumleys'' place from your window, Cassy," said Black Andy "How long have you come to stay here--out West?" asked the old man lay a hand on the little woman''s shoulders and look into her eyes. "I ain''t goin'' to like you any better," said the old man, getting to his An hour later, the old man said to Cassy at the door of her room: "You


id: 6190
title: Northern Lights, Volume 5.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  cast in his eye, a very large mouth, and a round, good-humoured face; also he had a hand and arm like iron, and was altogether a great man on a Then, suddenly, the look in his face changed, the eyes swam as they had "I''ve got four hundred dollars a year, Nett, you know; and I''ve been "Come over to the Happy Land Hotel," Foyle answered, and in the light of "Take your time," said ex-Sergeant Foyle, as he drew the blind threequarters down, so that they could not be seen from the street. "He had the pluck," said Goatry, as Foyle swung round with a face of "Come away-come away, Jo," said the voice of the man she loved; and he disgust came upon his face as he drew her away, his hand on her arm. Rawley was about to tell the old man what the two thousand dollars was


id: 6177
title: Pierre and His People: Tales of the Far North. Volume 4.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  Lazenby admired Pierre; said he was good stuff, and voted him amusing, "Sorra wan did I ever see like him," said Shon, with a face that was At night, Shon, Pierre, and Lazenby were seated about the table in the "The Tall Master," said Shon with a kind of awe; and then stood still. Meanwhile Lazenby said to Shon: "The man''s mad. Pierre sat with masterful stillness, his eyes never moving from the face trapper, saw him go in; and, days afterwards, he said to Pierre: "Divils Pierre, returning from an allnight sitting at cards, met him, and saw the careworn look on his face. Into Shon''s face a strange look had suddenly come. Shon''s face was fixed with anxiety; Pierre''s eyes played passed, and then Pierre turned and said to her: "Lucy, he is coming up The two men sat down, Shon facing the bar and Pierre with his back to it.


id: 6181
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  When Tybalt the tale-gatherer asked why it was so called, Pierre said: Pierre liked no man''s hand on him. Pole saw that the great man was fair of face, he called for the fight to "There was a big talk all by signs, and the king said for the great wife of the king''s dead son, her heart went out in love of the Great "It is the great thing to be free," Pierre said, "that no man shall look said: "Quick, quick, go on!" Pierre drew, but the great card held back. eyes on the great seats of judgment, he said to Pierre: for a man who knows in his heart how great God is.--You did not love Pierre said to him one day: "Bien, Dugard, you are a bold man to come At last the old man said: "Will he die, Pierre?"

title:
  A Romany of the Snows, vol. 2 Being a Continuation of the Personal Histories of "Pierre and His People" and the Last Existing Records of Pretty Pierre


id: 6184
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  When he said to Tarboe at Angel Point that he had come to seek "Black Tarboe''s getting reckless," said one captain coming in, and Her father, on asking her to come on this cruise, had said that it Cap de Gloire at the moment, and Tarboe and Joan, looking, saw a boat "Now, my girl," said Tarboe, "this is how it stands. "Good!" said Tarboe. "Good-day, m''sieu''," said Joan, with assumed brusqueness, mischief as Lafarge turned away, Joan said, with a little mocking laugh, Pierre, glancing in the glass, saw Captain Halby''s face looking over his "I be, I be," said the old man in a whisper, and let his hand rest on "The old man goes to By-by bientot," said Pierre at last. said: "Let''s drop the thing, Pierre." Pierre, waving the liquor away, said quietly to the girl: "You wish to go "Oh, Pierre," she said, "I know

title:
  A Romany of the Snows, vol. 5 Being a Continuation of the Personal Histories of "Pierre and His People" and the Last Existing Records of Pretty Pierre


id: 6178
title: Pierre and His People: Tales of the Far North. Volume 5.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  "A cold hand was knocking at my heart when I said my aves last night, my heart she said that the smile on Antoine''s face was deeper than it had Pierre rose to his feet, and said slowly: "Hilton, here may be trouble After Jacques, the long-time friend of Pretty Pierre, came to Fort men like rollicking Soldier Joe, who said to her one night, "Blanche, One man present, seeing the look of wonder in the clergyman''s eyes, said length he said: ''I know a good priest, Father Corraine, who has a cabin felt the man''s heart, and said to the other: ''Take your friend away, for They clasped hands, and the priest said: "You have come at my call from about to rise; but Father Corraine put a hand on his shoulder, and said: but the priest put a hand on his arm, and said:


id: 6186
title: Northern Lights, Volume 1.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  Mitiahwe looked into Swift Wing''s dark eyes, and an anger came upon her. nest till her young white man came from "down East." Her heart had leapt Rock, and he had been glad that Dingan the white man--Long Hand he was Breaking Rock stood for a moment looking towards the lodge, then came said a good thing, and that in truth he was worth twenty white men. people calling far away, even as the red man who went East into the great Suddenly Mitiahwe got to her feet with a spring, and a light in her eyes. Watching, Mitiahwe could see her man''s face brighten, and take on a look "I wish they''d ask me," said Dingan''s partner with a sigh, as he looked girl, and laughed, then turned to Abe and looked him in the face. If she could do this thing for the man who had looked into her eyes as no


id: 6174
title: Pierre and His People: Tales of the Far North. Volume 1.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  "That gives you a chance in history, Pretty Pierre," said a voice from "Yes, harsh you mean, Old Brown Windsor,--quite harsh," said Pierre. man''s shoulder, and then!--Well, I should like to be there," said Pierre, The half-breed looked out of the corners of his eyes at the young man, it a lie--''bien!'' Sergeant Fones, he dreams perhaps Old Aleck sells Indians and half-breeds--halfbreeds like Pretty Pierre. Pierre, Young Aleck, and Mab Humphrey. Windsor and Mab Humphrey were to be married on the coming New Year''s Day. What connection was there between the words of Sergeant Fones and those Young Aleck had talked together, and the old man had heard his son say: And Pierre, looking upon the Idiot, saw his face glow, and his eye stream held out her hand and said: "Mr. Gregory Thorne and I are old enemies." there, and Gregory, looking into her eyes, thought how good a thing it


id: 6183
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  "Yes--like that." Pierre continued: "Babiche turned to me with a little Pierre?'' ''It is the day of the Great Birth, Babiche,'' I said. "What''s that, Pierre?" said Sir Duke Lawless, starting to his feet and Lawless saw Pierre half rise and turn his head, listening. When he paused, Shon let go a long breath, and Lawless looked he said: "So, that''s what''s come to our old friend, Jo: dead--killed or "Yes," said Lawless quietly, "you went away. "Little man," he said, "give it up, and come with me. I shall remain at Clear Mountain when these skins have gone to Fort St. John, and if you come to me in the spring or at any time, my door will "From where away?" said Gaspard, as he handed some tobacco to Pierre. Long time he looked out upon the gulf, then his eyes drew into the bay

title:
  A Romany of the Snows, vol. 4 Being a Continuation of the Personal Histories of "Pierre and His People" and the Last Existing Records of Pretty Pierre


id: 6187
title: Northern Lights, Volume 2.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  "No one ever went down Dog Nose Rapids at night," said the Man from She paused a moment, a misty, far-away look came into her eyes, her I saved his life right enough, and he came to me a year after and said, life, and I will live it with you till a white man comes and gives you a white woman''s home, and, for her man, one of the race like her father''s and Jim came to her and said that she alone could save him; and she meant came to the door Jim had just said, "Why do your eyes shine so, Sally? "Father, dear old man!" said Jim, and put his hands on the broad "I said Nancy''s worth ten times that, Jim." The old man caught his hand "There are giants in the world still," said Jim, his own eyes full.


id: 6189
title: Northern Lights, Volume 4.
author: Parker, Gilbert
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  "It was a long time ago," said Knife-in-the-Wind sourly, "many thousand "If Oshondonto be not a child, let him save the lad," said Silver Tassel, "If the white man''s Great Spirit can do all things, let him give Only one face Laura saw, as she led the way to the moment''s safety--Tim Tim looked, and saw the face of the kneeling man cleared, and quiet and So it had gone till Varley had come to follow the open air life for four "I want you to save a man''s life," she said, with her eyes looking that dead, lost thing, of which this man who came once a year to see her, In the little waiting-room, Finden said to Varley, "What happened?" It was Gow Johnson who had spoken, and no man knew Terry O''Ryan better, Jopp was older than O''Ryan by three years, which in men is little, but in


id: 59220
title: Trail-Tales of Western Canada
author: Robinson, F. A. (Frank Alfred)
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  popular man in the whole camp than Old Ken, although likely he was not Coming down the stairs one day he saw Old Ken standing with his back to "I take your offer, old man," said the preacher. by this time, so that when Old Ken arrived with his company the little A few days before the mission closed Old Ken came to the preacher and I kinder think lately that God wants Old Ken. Good-bye, Boy piece." Charlie knew not if his mother still lived, but the words, mother''s arms and there was great joy in the little village home; and than a five-minute conversation he knew the man''s name, Old Land home, The occupants of the little home consisted of father, mother, two boys John''s shoulder as he said, "You will be one of God''s good men yet, For two weeks John''s "little gal" caused anxious days and nights--some


