 thy mistress leads thee a dog's life of it; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live, thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I verily believe he reciprocated...  The Harvard Classics Shelf of Fiction, Volume 10: American Fiction - Strana 211autor/autoři: Edgar Allan Poe, Edward Everett Hale, Washington Irving, Francis Bret Harte, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Mark Twain - 1917Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1820 - 646 str.
...he used to take his gun and shoot squirrels all day among the mountains. ' In a long ramble of this kind, on a fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously...parts of the Kaatskill . mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting ; and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports... | |
 | 1819 - 610 str.
...while 1 live thou shall never want a friend to stand by thee!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I...he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart. la a long ramble of the kind on a 324 Hip Tan Winkle. fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 str.
...thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look VOL. I. F wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I...parts of the Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 str.
...whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and, if dogs can feel pity,...parts of the Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1821 - 354 str.
...whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and, if dogs can feel pity,...unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaafekill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes... | |
 | 1821 - 504 str.
...he used to take his gun and shoot squirrels all day among the mountains. ' In a long ramble of this kind, on a fine autumnal day, Rip had * unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaats' kill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel 'shooting; and the still solitudes... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1824 - 804 str.
...whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee!» Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I...parts of the Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports... | |
 | 1824 - 394 str.
...which led to the following most marvellous and whimsical adventure. " In a long ramble of this kind OH a fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of Ihe Kaatskill mountains . He was after his favourite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes... | |
 | 1826 - 654 str.
...live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully ¡n his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I verily...unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaatükill mountains. He was after his favouiite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes... | |
 | 1819 - 606 str.
...while I live thou shall never want a friend to stand by thee!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I...he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart. ID a long ramble of the kind on n fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the... | |
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