He was silent a moment, thinking he could use a man this time of year, and if the girl could cook, it would give him more time in the meadows, but he knew nothing about the couple.

against this bent man in the chair he was powerless.

A man was standing in the open door of the lighted orderly room a few yards to Mike's left, but he, too, suddenly made up his mind and went racing to join the confused activity at the east end of the stockade.

The fire had gone down, and the man was only a shadow against the trees.

I felt certain he was really a spineless little man.

He was a man in his late forties, with graying hair, of medium height ; ;

Carl Dill was neither a rancher nor a valley man.

He was a big man, wearing a neat flannel shirt against the cold foothill air.

The man was tall, thin, with a narrow face and a too-large nose.

He was an honest man doing a hard job, and the implication that he was anything else was unbearable.

laughing at a dying man, laughing as a man was beaten to death.

The seventh man was Red Hogan, a wiry little puncher with a wild streak and a liking for hell-raising.

Macklin was the third man to come out, and he came unhurriedly.

No man laid a hand on him, but the threat of violence was there.

Lewis was a man who had made a full-time job of cow stealing.

`` Fred was mighty crude about the way he took in cattle '' his own hired man, Andy Ross, mentioned later.

For that legend was growing explosively, Rumor was insisting he received a price of $600 a man.

A man like Jess would want to have a ready means of escape in case it was needed.

Mrs. Roebuck thought Johnson was a `` sweet bawh t'lah lahk thet '', but her Herman was getting to be a man, there was no getting around it.

Each of those tickets was of great value to its rightful recipient.

That was another one of those traps.

Even the knowledge that she was losing another boy, as a mother always does when a marriage is made, did not prevent her from having the first carefree, dreamless sleep that she had known since they dropped down the canyon and into Bear Valley, way, way back there when they were crossing those other mountains.

I don't even remember who wrote it but it was one of those 15th or 16th century poets.

Keith Sterling had looked down on the Brahmaputra more times than he could remember, during the war days when he flew over the Hump of the world, thinking it high adventure in those times before man was guiding himself through outer space.

Bill Doolin's ambition, it appeared, was to carve out his name with bullets alongside those of Jesse James and Billy the Kid, and Bill Tilghman had sworn he would stop him.

In 1961 the first important legislative victory of the Kennedy Administration came when the principle of national responsibility for local economic distress won out over a `` state's-responsibility '' proposal -- provision was made for payment for unemployment relief by nation-wide taxation rather than by a levy only on those states afflicted with manpower surplus.

even when the fences became a part of the game -- when a vine-embowered gate-post was the Sleeping Beauty's enchanted castle, or when Rapunzel let down her golden hair from beneath the crocketed spire, even then we paid little heed to those who went by on the path outside.

`` I hated the war '', he said, `` but thought I ought to go because I was, perhaps, one of those who hadn't done enough to prevent it ''.

His objective was, essentially, to repair those aspects of orthodox astronomy responsible for its deficiencies in achieving these ends.

It was symbolized ( at least for those of us who recognized ourselves in the image ) by that self-consuming, elegiac candle of Edna St. Vincent Millay's, that candle which from the quatrain where she ensconced it became a beacon to us, but which in point of fact would have had to be as tall as a funeral taper to last even the evening, let alone the night.

`` Everything tasted differently from what it does on land and those things I was most fond of at home, I loathed the most here '', Ann noted.

It was a somewhat unusual thing for a reporter to have a contract in those days before the epidemic of syndicated columnists.

He was a political maverick, a reformer with his own program, determined to bulldoze it through or to blazon the infamy of those who balked him.

When they were first written, there was evidently no thought of their being published, and those which refer to the writer's love for Mrs. Meynell particularly have the ring of truth.

The spirit of this group was that we were -- and are -- living in a world doomed to eternal punishment, but that God through Jesus Christ has provided a way of escape for those who confess their sins and accept salvation.

The headquarters of Morgan was on a farm, said to have been particularly well located so as to prevent the farmers nearby from trading with the British, a practice all too common to those who preferred to sell their produce for British gold rather than the virtually worthless Continental currency.

Boniface had to uphold the sacredness of the feudal contract at all costs, for it was only as suzerain of Sicily and of the Patrimony of Peter that he had any justification for his Italian wars, but in the English-Scottish-French triangle it was almost impossible for him to recognize the claims of any one of the contestants without seeming to invalidate those of the other two.

But although in many of these discussions Othon and Amadee might have been tempted to consider their own interests as well as those of the king, Edward's confidence in them was so absolute that they were made the acknowledged leaders of the embassy.

In the eyes of those who still cared for such things, it was a reflection on his honor, and it gave further grounds for complaint to his overtaxed subjects, who were already grumbling -- although probably not in Latin -- `` Non est lex sana Quod regi sit mea lana ''.

Although because of the important achievements of nineteenth century scholars in the field of textual criticism the advance is not so striking as it was in the case of archaeology and place-names, the editorial principles laid down by Stevenson in his great edition of Asser and in his Crawford Charters were a distinct improvement upon those of his predecessors and remain unimproved upon today.

His Italian journey was a poet's version of those perennial thrusts across the Alps of the German emperors of the Middle Ages.

J. T. Shotwell was appalled by such spurious history as that which attributed the fall of the Carolingian empire to the woolen trade, and he urged Adams to `` transform his essay into a real history, embodying not merely those facts which fit into his theory, but also the modifications and exceptions ''.