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The hibernatorial ambitions of Soapy were not of the highest. In them there were no considerations of Mediterranean cruises, of soporific Southern skies drifting in the Vesuvian Bay. Three months on the Island was what his soul craved. Three months of assured board and bed and congenial company, safe from Boreas and bluecoats, seemed to Soapy the essence of things desirable.

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, (The last leaf), : They had met at the table d'hote of an Eighth Street "Delmonico's," and found their tastes in art, chicory salad and bishop sleeves so congenial that the joint studio resulted; : Young artists must pave their way to Art by drawing pictures for magazine stories that young authors write to pave their way to Literature, In one corner was a blank canvas on an easel that had been waiting there for twenty-five years to receive the first line of the masterpiece.

: a pair of elegant horseshow riding trousers and a monocle of the figure of the hero, an Idaho cowboy, He was past sixty and had a Michael Angelo's Moses beard curling down from the head of a satyr along with the body of an imp, For several years he had painted nothing except now and then a daub in the line of commerce or advertising, Behrman, in his old blue shirt, took his seat as the hermit miner on an upturned kettle for a rock.

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When a man with as many friends on the outside as Jimmy Valentine had is received in the stir it is hardly worth while to cut his hair.

He had on a suit of the villainously fitting, ready-made clothes and a pair of the stiff, squeaky shoes that the state furnishes to its discharged compulsory guests.

Mr. Ralph Spencer, the phoenix that arose from Jimmy Valentine's ashesashes left by the flame of a sudden and alterative attack of love remained in Elmore, and prospered.

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Herdin' sheep?he asks me.

Well, says I, to a man of your evident gumptional endowments, I wouldn't have the nerve to state that I am engaged in decorating old bronzes or oiling bicycle sprockets.

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She has one chance in - let us say, ten, he said, as he shook down the mercury in his clinical thermometer. And that chance is for her to want to live. This way people have of lining-up on the side of the undertaker makes the entire pharmacopoeia look silly. Your little lady has made up her mind that she's not going to get well. Has she anything on her mind?

She - she wanted to paint the Bay of Naples some day, said Sue.

Paint? - bosh! Has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice - a man for instance?

A man? said Sue, with a jew's-harp twang in her voice. Is a man worth - but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind.

Well, it is the weakness, then, said the doctor. I will do all that science, so far as it may filter through my efforts, can accomplish. But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines. If you will get her to ask one question about the new winter styles in cloak sleeves I will promise you a one-in-five chance for her, instead of one in ten.

, . this way people have of lining-up on the side of the undertaker whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession, .

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Hello, Two-by-Four! was her usual greeting. Seems to me your store looks emptier. You must have sold a pack of chewing gum.

Ain't much room in here, sure, Joe would answer, with his slow grin, except for you, Daise. Me and the store are waitin' for you whenever you'll take us. Don't you think you might before long?

Store! - a fine scorn was expressed by Daisy's uptilted nose sardine box! Waitin' for me, you say? Gee! you'd have to throw out about a hundred pounds of candy before I could get inside of it, Joe.

I wouldn't mind an even swap like that, said Joe, complimentary.

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