Tales for the Marines Volume 50, (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1855 edition. Excerpt: ...mi alma " I said, after leading her down the marble stairs. " Hasta siempre, nifio mio," she whispered, while the pressure of her hand thrilled in mine, as she stole, like a snowy sylph, into her own room. Need I tell you that for the second time I forgot all about my packet of letters, and went to my couch, and soon to sleep in a little Elysian Field of my own planting, which I resolved to live in and cultivate for Antonietta alone, with nothing but singing birds and butterflies for companions? I dreamed of some indescribable paradise of this nature, and that a big ape, with the bristle pate of my rival on his shoulders, was walking up a tall tree, hand over fist, with my bride elect tucked away under his sinewy paws. As he grinned like a devil, and shied a cocoa nut slap at my nose, I leaped up with dire intent from my couch, and was greeted by the visage of the jolly padron and the polite Porgallos, standing in the flesh beside me. " Hillo " quoth the former. " Come, take a dip in', ._," " My esteemed Toper: If that elf of a reefer, Mr. Harry Gringo, is yet alive, and not carried off by the monkeys, will you indulge him with the accompanying documents, and pack him carefully on a mule, and consign him to my care here at Santos, so that I may return him to his own nest or the flag ship, which last I expect to the tank. Joao, here, and I have been discussing the affairs of the nation all night;--country's safe--so make your mind easy and have a plunge. By the way," he added, "what says old Percy in his note?" " W'hat note? " I ejaculated. " Why, the packet I sent you yesterday by Mary, when you were napping away up there in the hammocks....