Name: By Sheer Pluck: A Tale of The Ashanti War (en Inglés)
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Author: G. a. Henty
ISBN: 9781523339297

portada By Sheer Pluck: A Tale of The Ashanti War (en Inglés)

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Libro Físico

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Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Autor

G. a. Henty

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

248

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9 x 15.2 x 1.3 cm

Peso

0.34 kg.

ISBN13

9781523339297

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Textos antiguos, clásicos y medievales

By Sheer Pluck: A Tale of The Ashanti War (en Inglés)

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"Now, Hargate, what a fellow you are! I've been looking for you everywhere. Don't you know it's the House against the Town boys. It's lucky that the Town have got the first innings; they began a quarter of an hour ago." "How tiresome!" Frank Hargate said. "I was watching a most interesting thing here. Don't you see this little chaffinch nest in the bush, with a newly hatched brood. There was a small black snake threatening the nest, and the mother was defending it with quivering wings and open beak. I never saw a prettier thing. I sat quite still and neither of them seemed to notice me. Of course I should have interfered if I had seen the snake getting the best of it. When you came running up like a cart horse, the snake glided away in the grass, and the bird flew off. Oh, dear! I am sorry. I had forgotten all about the match." "I never saw such a fellow as you are, Hargate. Here's the opening match of the season, and you, who are one of our best bats, poking about after birds and snakes. Come along; Thompson sent me and two or three other fellows off in all directions to find you. We shall be half out before you're back. Wilson took James's wicket the first ball." Frank Hargate leaped to his feet, and, laying aside for the present all thoughts of his favorite pursuit, started off at a run to the playing field. His arrival there was greeted with a mingled chorus of welcome and indignation. Frank Hargate was, next to Thompson the captain of the Town eleven, the best bat among the home boarders.