This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ... 've your boot now on my hearth-rug, tread what was a tiger's skin: Rarely such a royal monster as I lodged the bullet in! ...
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ... 've your boot now on my hearth-rug, tread what was a tiger's skin: Rarely such a royal monster as I lodged the bullet in! True, he murdered half a village, so his own death came to pass; Still, for size and beauty, cunning, courage--ah, the brute he was! Why, that Clive, --that youth, that greenhorn, that quill-driving clerk, in fine, He sustained a siege in Arcot.... But the world knows! Pass the wine. 40 Where did I break off at? How bring-Clive in? Oh, you mentioned "fear"! Just so: and, said I, that minds me ofa story you shall hear. We were friends then, Clive and I: so, when the clouds, about the orb Late supreme, encroaching slowly, surely, threatened to absorb Ray by ray its noontide brilliance, --friendship might, with steadier eye Drawing near, bear what had burned else, now no blaze--all majesty. Too much bee's-wing floats my figure? Well, suppose a castle 's new: None presume to climb its ramparts, none find foothold sure for shoe 'Twixt those squares and squares of granite plating the impervious pile As his scale-mail's warty iron cuirasses a crocodile. 50 Reels that castle thunder-smitten, storm-dismantled? From without Scrambling up by crack and crevice, every cockney prates about Towers--the heap he kicks now! turrets--just the measure of his cane! Will that do? Observe moreover--(same similitude again)--Such a castle seldom crumbles by sheer stress of cannonade: 'T is when foes are foiled and fighting's finished that vile rains invade, Grass o'ergrows, o'ergrows till night-birds congregating find no holes Fit to build in like the topmost sockets made for banner oles. So Clive crumbled slow in London--crashed at last. A week before, Dining with...
Acceptable/No Jacket. Ex-Library Standards ex-library flaws, plus name and date written in flyleaf; interior pages unmarked. Spine damage repaired with glue. Tear on edge of flyleaf. Covers moderately worn. Corners pinched. Binding firm.
Good with no dust jacket. Full red cloth, gilt lettering and decoration on cover and spine. Illustrated with B&W frontispiece. Corners and spine a lightly rubbed and worn, rear cover is bent and torn. GOOD. 16mo 6"-7" tall. xxii, 338 pp.
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