Francis Parkman's The Oregon TrailLongmans, Green, and Company, 1910 - 363 páginas |
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... hundred miles from the mouth of the Missouri . Here we landed , and leaving our equipments in charge of my good friend Colonel Chick , whose log - house was the sub- stitute for a tavern , we set out in a wagon for Westport , where we ...
... hundred miles from the mouth of the Missouri . Here we landed , and leaving our equipments in charge of my good friend Colonel Chick , whose log - house was the sub- stitute for a tavern , we set out in a wagon for Westport , where we ...
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... hundred pounds ' weight , sat in the porch of a little log- house , close to the water , and a very pretty half - breed girl was engaged , under her superintendence , in feeding a large flock of turkeys that were fluttering and gobbling ...
... hundred pounds ' weight , sat in the porch of a little log- house , close to the water , and a very pretty half - breed girl was engaged , under her superintendence , in feeding a large flock of turkeys that were fluttering and gobbling ...
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... hundred leagues be- hind him . The intervening country , the wide and fertile belt that extends for several hundred miles beyond the ex- treme frontier , will probably answer tolerably well to his preconceived ideas of the prairie ; for ...
... hundred leagues be- hind him . The intervening country , the wide and fertile belt that extends for several hundred miles beyond the ex- treme frontier , will probably answer tolerably well to his preconceived ideas of the prairie ; for ...
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... hundred Pawnees should jump up out of that ravine , all yelling and flapping their buffalo - robes , in the way they do ? Why , in two minutes not a hoof would be in sight . ' We reminded the Captain that a hundred Paw- nees would ...
... hundred Pawnees should jump up out of that ravine , all yelling and flapping their buffalo - robes , in the way they do ? Why , in two minutes not a hoof would be in sight . ' We reminded the Captain that a hundred Paw- nees would ...
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... hundred miles to the westward . CHAPTER V THE ' BIG BLUE " A man so various , that he seemed to be Not one , but all mankind's epitome , Stiff in opinions , always in the wrong , Was everything by starts , and nothing long , But in the ...
... hundred miles to the westward . CHAPTER V THE ' BIG BLUE " A man so various , that he seemed to be Not one , but all mankind's epitome , Stiff in opinions , always in the wrong , Was everything by starts , and nothing long , But in the ...
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American Fur Company animals antelope approached Arapahoes band of horses bank began Bent's Fort Black Hills broken buffalo buffalo-robes bull bushes camp Captain close crowd Dahcotah dark Delorier distance Edited emigrants encamped enemy eyes face farther fire followed foot Fort Laramie Fort Leavenworth forward galloped grass grizzly bear ground half hand head Henry Chatillon horses hour hunter Indians Jean Gras journey killed length lodge looked meadow meat ment miles Missouri morning mountains mounted mule night Ogillallah Oregon Trail Parkman party passed Pawnees pipe plain Platte prairie ravine Raymond reached rest Reynal riding rifle river rocks Rocky Rocky Mountains rode rose saddle Santa Fé scene seated seemed Shaw side sight smoke soon squaw stood stream tall tent Tête Rouge tion traders trappers trees turned village wagons warriors whole wild wolves woods young
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Página 34 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Página 144 - That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Página 271 - Every line save one of this description was more than verified here. There were no 'dwellings of the mountaineer' among these heights. Fierce savages, restlessly wandering through summer and winter, alone invade them. 'Their hand is against every man, and every man's hand against them.
Página 253 - Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Página 12 - Though sluggards deem it but a foolish chase, And marvel men should quit their easy chair, The toilsome way, and long, long league to trace, Oh! there is sweetness in the mountain air, And Life, that bloated Ease can never hope to share.
Página 106 - LARS PORSENA of Clusium By the Nine Gods he swore That the great house of Tarquin Should suffer wrong no more. By the Nine Gods he swore it, And named a trysting day, And bade his messengers ride forth, East and west and south and north, To summon his array.
Página 9 - ... an insane hope of a better condition in life, or a desire of shaking off restraints of law and society, or mere restlessness, certain it is, that multitudes bitterly repent the journey, and, after they have reached the land of promise, are happy enough to escape from it.
Página 283 - Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife ! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.
Página 214 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense...
Página vi - He told the red man's story ; far and wide He searched the unwritten records of his race ; He sat a listener at the Sachem's side, He tracked the hunter through his wildwood chase. High o'er his head the soaring eagle screamed; The wolf's long howl rang nightly ; through the vale Tramped the lone bear ; the panther's eyeballs gleamed ; The bison's gallop thundered on the gale.