Tuesday, November 5, 2013

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Assigned reading (2/2 pars [] plus 131 notes) [secondary] [McH]

[by the abundant mercy of Him Which Thundereth From On High]


Lotta Crabtree, 'the San Francisco Favorite'



issues with the FW2 changes to this page

FDV: "The city of refuge whither he had fled to forget & expiate manslaughter, the land in which by the commandment of promise his days were to be long, murmured, wd rise against him, do him hurt as were he more a curse for them, the lay quick, the saints of an unholy nation, the castaway in resurrection of damnation to convince him of their proper sins. Business bred, Humphrey took no chances. Yet he was subject to terror. When returning late to the old spot a revolver was put to his face."

4DV: "The city of refuge whither he had fled to forget in expiating manslaughter, the land in which by the commandment with promise his days apostolic were to be long murmured, would rise against him, do him, poor jink, ghostly upon bodily, as were he made a curse for them, the corruptible lay quick, all saints of incorruption of an holy nation, the common or garden castaway in resurrection of damnation so they convince him of their proper sins. Businessbred to a stiff upper lip he took nothing but good fighting chances. Yet he or his was or were subjected to terror. One tall man humping a suspicious parcel when returning late to the old spot had a barking revolver put to his face by an unknown assailant (masked) against whom he had been jealous. More than that when the waylayer (not a Lucalizodite) mentioning that he had a loaded pistol which left only two alternatives as either he would surely shoot him or, failing of that, bash in his face beyond all recognition, pointedly asked him how he came by the fender he was answered by the aggravated assaulted that that was for him to find out."

mysteries:


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1 comment:

  1. gurgle and pitch eye....preterite. Snots of an wholely lowly cuntree. nd noooo ideeeah tis oooooooooveeeeeeeer.

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