Al rompere dell'alba gli si ruppe il sonno, e aperti gli occhi sorrise e disse: alle volte si sognano cose s?belle, che peccato non dormire per sempre. Si vest?alla lesta, e fattosi sul terrazzino, stette ad ascoltare se s'udissero ancora i rumori della sera innanzi. Suonava nei boschi un ultimo corno, se pur non era il muggito di qualche giovenca, discesa ad abbeverarsi al torrente.
Joseph C. Parella, Pvt., 21 5th Ave., Lyndhurst, N. J. Else I fear my youthful memory would have served me poorly for a chronicle of my childhood so exact and so extended as this I have written. Uncle Eb's hair was white now and the voices of the swift and the panther had grown mild and tremulous and unsatisfactory and even picjaocenence10/5 absurd. Time had tamed the monsters of that imaginary wilderness and I had begun to lose my respect for them.
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As these games were very silently conducted, notwithstanding the magnitude of the interests involved, Mr Swiveller began to think that on those evenings when Mr and Miss Brass were out (and they often went out now) he heard a kind of snorting or hard-breathing sound in the direction of the door, which it occurred to him, after some reflection, must proceed from the small servant, who always had a cold from damp living. Looking intently that way one night, he plainly distinguished an eye gleaming and glistening at the keyhole; and having now no doubt that his suspicions were correct, he stole softly to the door, and pounced upon her before she was aware of his approach. 'Oh! I didn't mean any harm indeed, upon my word I didn't,' cried the small servant, struggling like a much larger one.
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