 This desolateness overcame all his connubial fears. He called loudly for his wife and children : the lonely chambers rang for a moment with his voice, and then all again was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn...  The Eaton Readers: First-[fifth] reader - Strana 279upravili: - 1906Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1820 - 646 str.
...deserted house, ' He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it toe was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its...now was reared a tall naked pole, with something on top that looked like a red night cap, and from it was fluttering a flag, on which was a • singular... | |
 | 1819 - 610 str.
...forth, and hastened to his old resort, the little village inn — but it too was gone. A large ricketty wooden building stood in its place, with great gaping...The Union Hotel, by Jonathan Doolittle." Instead of thé great tree that used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore, there now was reared a tall... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 str.
...was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its...now was reared a tall naked pole, with something on top that looked like a red night cap, and from it was fluttering a flag, on which was a singular assemblage... | |
 | 1820 - 870 str.
...hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it too was gone. A large ricketty wooden building stood in its place, with great gaping...' The Union Hotel, by Jonathan Doolittle.' Instead flf the great tree that used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore, there now was reared a... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1823 - 392 str.
...was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its...pole, with something on the top that looked like a red night- cap, and from it was fluttering a flag, on which was a singular assemblage of stars and stripes... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1824 - 804 str.
...was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its...door was painted, « The Union Hotel, by Jonathan Doolittle.w Instead of the great tree that used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore, there... | |
 | 1819 - 606 str.
...and hasten* ed to his old rtsort, the little village inn — but it to .. was gone. A large : icketty wooden building stood in its place, with great gaping...now was reared a tall naked pole, with something on top that looked like a red night cap, and from it was fluttering a nag, on which was a singular assemblage... | |
 | 1826 - 654 str.
...again was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its...the door was painted, " The Union Hotel, by Jonathan Uoolittle." Instead of the great tree that used to shelter the quiet little Dutch inn of yore, there... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1834 - 316 str.
...was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its...place, with great gaping windows, some of them broken, with old hats and petticoats stuffed into the chasms, and over the door was painted " The Union Hotel,... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1834 - 320 str.
...was silence. He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn — but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its...place, with great gaping windows, some of them broken, with old hats and petticoats stuffed into the chasms, and over the door was painted, " The Union Hotel,... | |
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