Thus he commented on his new feat, but it was also a reminder
to me, a trifle cruel, that he was not my boy.
As Michael started out of the room on the end of a rope, a plaintive call of reminder
came from the window-sill, where perched a tiny, snow-white cockatoo.
Please be so good as to appoint my nephew Night Chaplain and Reminder
of Mothers and Sisters.
Had them by me when the bank failed, and I had 'em framed and hung up, partly as a reminder
not to put your trust in banks, and partly to give me a real luxurious, millionairy feeling.
This timely reminder
effectually stopped the conversation.
Some must have the flowering crocus, the wood-starring dogwood, the voice of bluebird--even so gross a reminder
as the farewell handshake of the retiring buckwheat and oyster before they can welcome the Lady in Green to their dull bosoms.
It was this sharp reminder
from my beloved perfume, of the lady in black, which made me go to her --dressed wholly in white and so pale--so pale and so beautiful
Only Lucille, who knew him best of all those there, saw him wince for a moment before this reminder
of his great failure.
Then, catching hold of the bridle, he gave his jaw a sharp wrench, by way of gentle reminder
that he was not his own master; and by these means turned him round.
Having given her this back-handed reminder
of her mutinous observations to the skeleton, Mr Lammle rose from table--perhaps, the better to conceal a smile, and a white dint or two about his nose--and took a turn on the carpet and came to the hearthrug.
, Fred, for to-night--a small party of twenty, making two hundred light fantastic toes in all, supposing every lady and gentleman to have the proper complement.
But they were all men who had given up and been counted out, while Jurgis was still in the fight, and had reminders
of decency about him.
In view of all these surprises and reminders
, and of his son's composed and masterful demeanour, there began to creep on Mr.
He told her that the man was employed by himself and others who were working with him in that district, to paint these reminders
that no means might be left untried which might move the hearts of a wicked generation.
During her wanderings in search of the River Iss, that time she had set out upon what, for countless ages, had been the last, long pilgrimage of Martians, toward the Valley Dor, where lies the Lost Sea of Korus, she had encountered several of these sad reminders
of the greatness and the glory of ancient Barsoom.