With Fire and Sword: A Tale of the Past, Volume 2

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H. Altemus, 1898 - Cossacks - 821 pages
 

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Contents

I
5
III
15
IV
30
V
48
VI
68
VII
86
VIII
93
IX
99
XXXIV
423
XXXV
434
XXXVI
442
XXXVII
450
XXXVIII
465
XXXIX
471
XL
479
XLI
498

X
108
XI
118
XII
125
XIII
142
XIV
150
XV
156
XVI
169
XVII
190
XVIII
207
XIX
223
XX
236
XXI
246
XXII
268
XXIII
281
XXIV
290
XXV
299
XXVI
309
XXVII
331
XXVIII
351
XXIX
360
XXX
368
XXXI
380
XXXII
396
XXXIII
405
XLII
512
XLIII
519
XLIV
534
XLV
554
XLVI
560
XLVII
566
XLVIII
576
XLIX
584
L
592
LI
599
LII
614
LIII
622
LIV
629
LV
641
LVI
657
LVII
682
LVIII
717
LIX
731
LX
739
LXI
765
LXII
787
LXIII
798
LXIV
813
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Page 361 - Madison dropped into the chair, put his elbows on the table, and buried his face in his hands. She came a little nearer, and laid her hand lightly on his arm. He made a movement as if to take it, but she withdrew it impatiently. "Come," she said brusquely; "now you're in for it you must play the game out.
Page 683 - Italian sovereignty, the like of which had not been seen since the days of the Caesars. Here was what the ill-starred Ciano had called "the chance of five thousand years.
Page 759 - ... should stand close to another. There had to be intervals in the rows, and considerable ones. Such intervals were necessary for communication, for an open road, for necessary travel. He determined to look for such a passage, and with that object approached still nearer to the wagons. The gleam of fires burning here and there might betray him, but on the other hand they were useful, for without them he could see neither the wagons nor the road between them. After a quarter of an hour he found a...
Page 760 - ... every moment nearer and salvation every moment nearer. Here are the oaks. Night beneath them is as black as under the ground; but that is better. A gentle breeze sprang up; the oaks murmured lightly, — you would have said they were muttering a prayer: "O great God, good God, guard this knight, for he is thy servant, and a faithful son of the land on which we have grown up for thy glory!
Page 756 - ... balls, full of death and the odor of corpses, appeared at that moment to Pan Longin a calm, peaceful, safe haven. His friends there would not think ill of him if he returned. He would tell them that the deed passed human power; and they would not go themselves, would not send another, — would wait further for the mercy of God and the coming of the king. But if Skshetuski should go and perish ! " In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! These are temptations of Satan,
Page 755 - ... some tens of steps farther on were those earth shelters, like stacks of hay in the darkness. But they were empty. Everywhere the deepest silence reigned, — nowhere a fire or a man; no one on that former square but the prostrate. Pan Longin began the prayer for the souls of the dead, and went on. The sounds of the Polish camp, which followed him to the second rampart, grew fainter and fainter, melting in the distance, till at last they ceased altogether. Pan Longin stopped and looked around...
Page 753 - That is better," answered Pan Longin. " Be quiet ! " interrupted Volodyovski : " I hear something. " "That is only the groan of a dying man, — nothing!" "If you can only reach the oak grove." " O my God ! my God ! " sighed Zagloba, trembling as if in a fever. " In three hours it will be daylight. " "It is time!" said Pan Longin. " Time ! time ! " repeated Skshetuski in a stifled voice.
Page 756 - Cossack patrols!" thought he. The voices of men reached his ears. He sprang aside with all speed, and searching with his foot for the first depression in the ground, fell to the earth and stretched out motionless, holding his pistol in one hand and his sword in the other. The riders approached still nearer, and at last were abreast of him. It was so dark he could not count them; but he heard every word of their conversation. "It is hard for them, but hard for us too,
Page 219 - The capture of the city would be followed by the taking of the forts at the harbor entrance, and then there would be nothing left for him to do but to surrender.
Page 750 - Your Highness," said Zagloba, "they want to go, but I do not. God is my witness that I have not come here to praise myself or to make mention of my services; and if I do mention them, I do so lest some one might suppose that I am afraid. Pan Skshetuski, Volodyovski, and Podbipienta of Myshekishki, are great knights; but Burlai, who fell by my hand (not to speak of other exploits), was also a famous warrior, equal to Burdabut...

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