Word: breakfast
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Dates: during 1873-1873
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...three miles ahead. Time to uncle's gate, two hours. Servant won't let us in; has orders to keep out tramps. Freshman implores and raves, but with no avail. Finally sends in pocket-Bible in lieu of card, and is admitted. Uncle cordial; cousins, Sophs at Vassar. Welcome breakfast. Rain increases; have to spend the day. Luncheon. Dinner. Bezique and forfeits in the sitting-room. Rain ceases. Cousins excuse themselves to study Hebrew in the library. Uncle takes us out to see prize swine. Freshman detects latent ring-bone in blue-ribbon hog. Uncle turns pale. Freshman advises daily...
...Late breakfast; pangs at parting. Country rolling, possibly mountainous. Shady dell, with gypsy camp. Venerable boss gypsy wants to buy Freshman's watch-chain. Offers his note at three months and a mustang stallion in payment. Negotiations terminated by mustang stallion eating a considerable portion of the chain. Gypsy damsels, varying in age from one hundred and two, to seven, desire to tell our fortunes. Freshman selects prettiest; her opposite fastens on to us. While our particular hag prates about "the dark young woman who is coming across the water," Freshman attempts to teach the pretty Zuleka to smoke...
...hotels had been reported full for two days, and still every train brought its contribution to the increasing throng. The effects of this wholesale packing were visible at the breakfast-table. Those who had enjoyed the princely hotel accommodations of six in a small room affected a dignified negligence in dress, while those who had taken their lodging on billiard-tables and hotel sofas made no attempt to conceal their real feelings, and looked miserable enough...
...tedious interval between breakfast and the foot-race was passed by the crowd around the hotel doors in a languid discussion of "rain or no rain," and in making a few bets, just to spite the goddess of strict morality, who was said to rule the day and forbid pool-selling...
...victim of such a fellow once. He would drop in after breakfast, just to take a smoke, and as a matter of course read the morning paper first. Thinking possession as good as ownership, he appropriated my books without asking leave, and if in consequence of this appropriation I "deaded" or "fizzled," he expressed the liveliest sympathy for my mishap, and would offer the consoling advice that I ought to study harder. There was something strange about the fact that the day after I received a check he would invariably want to borrow a little money...