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Page 80 - Good shot ! -what a shot!" exclaimed Hraulio, as he put his foot on the animal's neek. " Right through the forehead ! There's a steady hand for you !" Jost(, with a rather unsteady voice (the poor fellow was thinking of his daughter), called out, wiping the sweat off his face with the flap of his shirt: "Well, well, what a fat one! Holy Moses, what an animal ! You son of a devil, I can kick you now and you never know it.
Page 74 - Pursuing a narrow and difftcult path, we began to go up the north bank of the river. Its sloping channel — if such could be called the wooded bottom of the gorge, spotted with rocks upon whose summits, as upon the roof of a house, grew curled ferns and reeds with flowering climbing plants twisted about them — was obstructed at interI A SOUTH AMERICAN ROMANCE.
Page 69 - He had followed the creature's trail, and had diseovered one of his lairs at the head-waters , of the river, more than half a league above his cabin. Juan Angel was in a cold sweat on hearing these details, and putting down on the fallen leaves the hamper which he was carrying, looked at us with staring eyes as if he were hearing of a plan to commit a murder. they say. Tibureio I'll answer for. Have you got large bullets?" " Yes," I replied, "and my long rifle.
Page 81 - Tiburcio to f,ll our cups with water from the river. The food was white and violet green-corn, fresh cheese, and nicely roasted meat; all this was wrapped up in banana leaves. Then there appeared, in addition, a bottle of wine rolled in a napkin, bread, cherries, and dried figs. These last articles Jose put one side, saying, "That's a separatc account.
Page 79 - ... with his left he was pushing away the twigs which prevented him from seeing clearly. We all stood silent; the very dogs appeared absorbed in the end of the adventure. At last Jose...
Page 70 - Here, you young nigger, what are you doing here ?" said Jose to Juan Angel. " He off with that bag, and come back quickly, for it won't be safe for you to pass by here alone after a while. Not a word of this down at the house.
Page 78 - Hraulio; then he left his companion and was lost to our sight. I thought that a general volley would end the matter; but it was almost certain that some of the dogs would be killed, and if, by any chance, the jaguar should not be finished, it would be easy for him to play the misehief with us if all our weapons were diseharged.
Page 79 - Braulio was seen behind the clump of oaks, nearer to us, grasping the handle of the lance, from which the blade had been broken. The brute swung around in search of him. He shouted, "Fire, fire!
Page 78 - ... made a noise something like castanets. As he turned about, worried by the dogs, who were not much injured although not wholly unharmed, we could see that his left flank was bleeding; he tried to lick it from time to time, but this only gave the pack an advantage in rushing at him.