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...n hour later we reached the Trinity. The river reminded me of the Snake up in Jackson Hole, but its big bed told that it carried more water in othe... ...n hour later we reached the Trinity. The river reminded me of the Snake up in Jackson Hole, but its big bed told that it carried more water in othe... ...etter, I’d of jumped out of my skin. I turned to see a man about my size in a jacket and tie. Steel Dust Dawn 5 “No sir… I mean yes sir. I can... ...to need to get off it as soon as I can.” 21 Chapter 3 “Uncle Jack, are you all right?” came a girl’s voice from just inside the fro... ... if you would, too.” “I’d be happy to. Thank you again Montana for helping Jack when he needed it. I do worry about his traveling to and from tow... ...ached the hitch rail, “it might be better if you took Mr. Ritter’s and Uncle Jack’s horses over to the stable and put them up. Would that be fine w...

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...dedicated to my wife, my mother, Mike Wolter, Shawn McQuillan, and Milton Jackson. Without all of you, this wouldn’t have been possible. Thank you a... ...dedicated to my wife, my mother, Mike Wolter, Shawn McQuillan, and Milton Jackson. Without all of you, this wouldn’t have been possible. Thank you a... ...ngerless leather gloves, and a 2 Mike Saxton black, short sleeve leather jacket which was always open to dis- play the saying on his shirt, “Live Fr... ...xis Hera did not have such instincts however. Hidden in the sleeve of her jacket was another pistol. It was small but up close, with armor piercing ... ...pt they weren’t going to have anyone com- mit suicide to do it. They would jack the wheel of the van and put a block on the gas pedal to insure that ... ... have something for me. Something big.” Salaszar took a folder out of his jacket and handed it to the vigilante. “There’s been a child sex slave rin...

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...any pieces of evidence tell a different story. Her instincts as an investigative reporting are tingling, and she just can't leave it alone. She meets Jack Rhodes, Royce's business partner. Sparks fly, but can she really trust a man she knows nothing about? And why is it that every time something new develops in the case, he seems to be there? Warnings to back off escalate ...

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...ris sat in a sturdy rawhide armchair behind his desk. His hazel-brown eyes tracked Jackson Rhodes as the man paced the room, mumbling into a cell ph... ...ris sat in a sturdy rawhide armchair behind his desk. His hazel-brown eyes tracked Jackson Rhodes as the man paced the room, mumbling into a cell ph... ...acked Jackson Rhodes as the man paced the room, mumbling into a cell phone. At last Jack thumbed a button on his cell and slid it into his leather j... ...g up to smooth hair that fringed his bald dome, Mather snapped, “My barber died.” Jack patted his pocket. “Now what was I saying before I was so u... ... Mather’s lip twisted. He was supposed to think that a woman just had to talk to Jack Rhodes at that particular moment or die. “You got to give ... ...ou came here to see.” He spit tobacco juice into the can. “He’s a decent kid,” Jack said, taking a cigar case from an inside pocket and selectin... ...t and strode past the sign that read Royce Lee, P.C. Attorney at Law — Of counsel, Jackson Rhodes. “What the hell’s going on here?” he demanded o... ...emed colleague and officer of the court, Mr. Royce Lee, died. Defense Counsel, Mr. Jackson Rhodes, is a law partner of Mr. Royce Lee. The question... ...s fascination with knives. As we’ve just heard, Donald Martell’s defense attorney, Jackson Rhodes, said the sensational news prejudiced his client’...

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...sly touched the old man's arm to see ifhe was real. The soft, familiar deerskin jacket, that his grandfather loved, still had the same calming effec... ...ss, while Georgi scanned the opposite direc­ tion. Satisfied, Taranto opened his jacket, retrieved a 9 mm Ber­ etta, checked the clip, added a black m... ... sat down across from her uncle. He was dressed in his usual red satin smoking jacket; a half played game on a chess board separated them. "Who are... ...g from her chair, she straightened her skirt, pulled down the edges of her suit jacket and ran a brush through her hair. The knock on the door repea... ...counting will be published monthly." Alana points to the back of the room, "Bob Jackson." "What, in your opinion, will be the number one environmen­... ...counting will be published monthly." Alana points to the back of the room, "Bob Jackson." "What, in your opinion, will be the number one environmen­... ... the number one environmen­ tal concern of Project Survival?" "Our concern, Mr. Jackson, is planetary. Our efforts will be directed on a multi-facet... ...aid smugly. "Alice," the Director barked into the intercom, "Get me Fo­ ley and Jackson. I want them here in five minutes." "Before you start a Fede... ...s on the door stopped Brent in mid-sentence. "Come in," The Director bellowed. Jackson and Foley walked in. Brent winced when he saw them. These gu...

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... all. He ... he..." "Don't bother to explain." Tyler stood and grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair. Dagny stood too, grabbed an arm. "Tyler,... ...to take the Fifth on that and get back to you after the honeymoon, Officer Jackson." The cameraman, "Officer Jackson", panned the hall for more atmosp... ...to take the Fifth on that and get back to you after the honeymoon, Officer Jackson." The cameraman, "Officer Jackson", panned the hall for more atmosp... ...gny turned on her heels and headed for the closet. She grabbed the nearest jacket—a light windbreaker—from its hanger. New Life Incognita by Gracie C... ...ng room. Dagny turned to him as she slammed her arms in the sleeves of the jacket. "Yo, you ain't m' daddy or the boss of me. I can do what I please. ... ...e this?" Tyler gaped as she rubbed her cheek against the kitten inside her jacket. "Besides, I've had one since I was a little bo—kid. My parents kept... ...r was alive. New Life Incognita by Gracie C. McKeever 279 "What happened, Jackson?" The question and the name slipped out so easily as Kelly addresse... ...le and right in doing so. "He took a few for the Gipper." Tyler brushed by Jackson, glanced at Kelly briefly before he headed over to the love seat, s... ...e even for a couple of days of observation but he didn't want to hear it," Jackson explained, throwing himself back in the recliner Kelly had just vac...

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... in the nearest toilet (one in a park, a more natural one behind a bush, a Jack-in-the-Box, a KFC, a McDonalds); and this vexation would cause her to... ... food stamp coupons, and the continual feeling of it in the pocket of her jacket eventually caused appetite and the need to have, to own, and thus ... ...one a uniformed police officer and the other in casual clothes and a jean jacket. The latter had moved closer to her, away from his small fishing boa... ...read liquid soap onto some of her body like a balm. In the toilet of the Jack In The Box, on a toilet seat in one of the cubicles, she called out f... ...o you." Chapter Ten Sitting out there on a bench in front of the Jack In The Box with back stiff, brain ever obtuse and discomfited, and th... ...-people of the night vanishing: superstars like the Beatles, like Michael Jackson, like John Ritter becoming supernovas, John Travolta's son gone-- ...

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...saw a bit of a movie on Franklin Delano Roosevelt while he pulled out a suit jacket and a tie that he had folded away in his book bag. Then he got in... ...y to imagine that she heard him crying in the closet between the muffling of jackets, with empty hangers lightly clanging against each other. She fel... ...id Gabriele. She took her telephone out of a drawer and put it in the phone jack. When she arrived at the door of the home room with a bag of treats ... ...own the drain untracably. In the principal's office she scanned an issue of Jack and Jill for 45 minutes. Then she became irascible and restless. "M... ...onger? I do have things to do and I can pretty well tell at this point that Jack and Jill is not very good reading--not for me, it isn't." The secret... ...rassingly disclosed by the fumbling subconscious like the disrobing of Janet JacksonﾁOs breasts. It was no wonder that the gentleman within him often...

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...isputed. “My God!” he said; and silently handed his glass to old Sillerton Jackson. Newland Archer, following Lefferts’s glance, saw with sur- prise t... ...isputed. “My God!” he said; and silently handed his glass to old Sillerton Jackson. Newland Archer, following Lefferts’s glance, saw with sur- prise t... ...as installed in the opposite corner. 8 The Age of Innocence Mr. Sillerton Jackson had returned the opera-glass to Lawrence Lefferts. The whole of the... ...as installed in the opposite corner. 8 The Age of Innocence Mr. Sillerton Jackson had returned the opera-glass to Lawrence Lefferts. The whole of the... ...ed instinctively, waiting to hear what the old man had to say; for old Mr. Jack- son was as great an authority on “family” as Lawrence Lefferts was on... ...was a Rushworth. In addition to this forest of family trees, Mr. Sillerton Jack- son carried between his narrow hollow temples, and under his soft tha... ...r Cuba. But these mysteries, and many oth- ers, were closely locked in Mr. Jackson’s breast; for not only did his keen sense of honour forbid his repe... ...r Cuba. But these mysteries, and many oth- ers, were closely locked in Mr. Jackson’s breast; for not only did his keen sense of honour forbid his repe... ...w. The club box, therefore, waited in visible suspense while Mr. Sillerton Jackson handed back Lawrence Lefferts’s op- era-glass. For a moment he sile...

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... bunch come down to welcome us! Sam Clark and the missus and Dave Dyer and Jack Elder, and, yes sir, Harry Haydock and Juanita, and a whole crowd! I g... ... met him this afternoon—mighty good duck-shot. The tall husk beyond him is Jack Elder—Jackson Elder—owns the planing-mill, and the Minniemashie House,... ...is afternoon—mighty good duck-shot. The tall husk beyond him is Jack Elder—Jackson Elder—owns the planing-mill, and the Minniemashie House, and quite ... ...’re slow, but we are demo- cratic. I go hunting with Nat same as I do with Jack Elder.” 45 Sinclair Lewis “I’m glad. I’ve never met a tailor socially... ...he arm of Kennicott’s chair. He was gossiping with Sam Clark, Luke Dawson, Jackson Elder of the planing-mill, Chet Dashaway, Dave Dyer, Harry Haydock,... ...he arm of Kennicott’s chair. He was gossiping with Sam Clark, Luke Dawson, Jackson Elder of the planing-mill, Chet Dashaway, Dave Dyer, Harry Haydock,... ... thank God, we ain’t got the labor trouble they have in these cities. Even Jack Elder here gets along pretty 53 Sinclair Lewis well, in the planing-m... ...Thus ended the literary portion of the conversation, and for seven minutes Jackson Elder outlined reasons for believing that the pike-fishing was bett... ...crying to each other that it was a magnificent day. Kennicott had borrowed Jackson Elder’s red and white English setter, a complacent dog with a wavin...

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... expressly refrigerated for him when last made. II “You remember me, Young Jackson?” “What do I remember if not you? You are my first re- membrance. I... ... expressly refrigerated for him when last made. II “You remember me, Young Jackson?” “What do I remember if not you? You are my first re- membrance. I... ...e the last communication was truer than the first!” “What am I like, Young Jackson?” “You are like a blight all through the year to me. You hard-lined... ...e the last communication was truer than the first!” “What am I like, Young Jackson?” “You are like a blight all through the year to me. You hard-lined... ...religious things, for you make me abhor them.” “You remember me, Mr. Young Jackson?” In another voice from another quarter. “Most gratefully, sir. You... ...religious things, for you make me abhor them.” “You remember me, Mr. Young Jackson?” In another voice from another quarter. “Most gratefully, sir. You... ...school-time and from my earliest recollection.” “What am I like, Mr. Young Jackson?” “You are like a Superior Being to me. You are like Nature beginni... ...school-time and from my earliest recollection.” “What am I like, Mr. Young Jackson?” “You are like a Superior Being to me. You are like Nature beginni... ... only exultant tears that ever stood in them.” “You remember Me, Mr. Young Jackson?” In a grating voice from quite another quarter. “Too well. You mad...

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...taking a short walk uphill over Richards’s gown, in a short and airy linen jacket, Miss T ox was so transported beyond the ignorant present as to be u... ... he continued, catching up a candle, ‘till I run upstairs, and get another jacket on, and then I’ll be off. I say, Uncle, isn’t this an adventure?’ ‘M... ...one in favour of Joey B., Sir, ever since his elder brother died of Yellow Jack in the West Indies.’ It was some time coming to his aid in the present... ...atten- dance at a church in his own neighbourhood, which hoisted the Union Jack every Sunday morning; and where he was good enough—the lawful beadle b... ...rs; nor why he changed his shoes, and put on an unparalleled pair of ankle-jacks, which he only wore on extraordinary occasions. The Captain being at ... ...in a glass of sherry , and taken in the morning with a slice of dry toast. Jackson, who kept 859 Charles Dickens the boxing-rooms in Bond Street—man ...

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...d gallantry displayed in the cap- ture since 21st December, 1861, of Forts Jackson and St. Philip, city of New Orleans, and the destruction of various... ...d gallantry displayed in the cap- ture since 21st December, 1861, of Forts Jackson and St. Philip, city of New Orleans, and the destruction of various... ...adron commanded by Flag-officer Farragut which led to the capture of Forts Jackson and St. Philip, city of New Orleans, and the destruction of rebel g... ...adron commanded by Flag-officer Farragut which led to the capture of Forts Jackson and St. Philip, city of New Orleans, and the destruction of rebel g... ...SAXTON. WAR DEPARTMENT, May, 24 1862. 2 P.M. GENERAL SAXTON: Geary reports Jackson with 20,000 moving from Ashby’s Gap by the Little River turnpike, t... ...SAXTON. WAR DEPARTMENT, May, 24 1862. 2 P.M. GENERAL SAXTON: Geary reports Jackson with 20,000 moving from Ashby’s Gap by the Little River turnpike, t... ...importance. Y ou are therefore directed by the Presi- dent to move against Jackson at Harrisonburg and operate against the enemy in such way as to rel... ...importance. Y ou are therefore directed by the Presi- dent to move against Jackson at Harrisonburg and operate against the enemy in such way as to rel... ...ranklin on Harrisonburg to relieve General Banks, and cap- ture or destroy Jackson’s and Ewell’s forces. You are in- structed, laying aside for the pr...

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...attery. At one end a ruminating tar was still further adorning it with his jack-knife, stooping over and dili- gently working away at the space betwee... ...w candles, each in a winding sheet. We were fain to but- ton up our monkey jackets, and hold to our lips cups of scald- ing tea with our half frozen f... ...lville thinking some time on the bed-side, I got up and took off my monkey jacket, and then stood in the middle of the room think- ing. I then took of... ...he proudly marched out of the room, wrapped up in his great pilot mon- key jacket, and sporting his harpoon like a marshal’s baton. CHAPTER 5 Breakfas... ...wny company, with bosky beards; an unshorn, shaggy set, all wearing monkey jackets for morn- ing gowns. Y ou could pretty plainly tell how long each o... ...e stumped and paupered arm of old Cervantes; Thou who didst pick up Andrew Jackson from the pebbles; who didst hurl him upon a war-horse; who didst th...

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...listic documents in his pocket, was no other than our old acquaintance Mr. Jackson, of the house of Dodson & Fogg, Freeman’s Court, Cornhill. Instead ... ...listic documents in his pocket, was no other than our old acquaintance Mr. Jackson, of the house of Dodson & Fogg, Freeman’s Court, Cornhill. Instead ... ... the barmaid of the George and Vulture. ‘Don’t trouble yourself,’ said Mr. Jackson. ‘I’ve come on business. If you’ll show me Mr. Pickwick’s room I’ll... ... the barmaid of the George and Vulture. ‘Don’t trouble yourself,’ said Mr. Jackson. ‘I’ve come on business. If you’ll show me Mr. Pickwick’s room I’ll... ... Pickwick’s room I’ll step up myself.’ ‘What name, Sir?’ said the waiter. ‘Jackson,’ replied the clerk. The waiter stepped upstairs to announce Mr. Ja... ... Pickwick’s room I’ll step up myself.’ ‘What name, Sir?’ said the waiter. ‘Jackson,’ replied the clerk. The waiter stepped upstairs to announce Mr. Ja... ...ed the clerk. The waiter stepped upstairs to announce Mr. Jackson; but Mr. Jackson saved him the trouble by following close at his heels, and walking ... ...ed the clerk. The waiter stepped upstairs to announce Mr. Jackson; but Mr. Jackson saved him the trouble by following close at his heels, and walking ... ...dinner; they were all seated round the fire, drinking their wine, when Mr. Jackson presented himself, as above de scribed. ‘How de do, sir?’ said Mr....

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... appearing at the door, and addressing a certain person in a faded scarlet jacket, with ‘George Jones, your time’ s up! I told your wife you should be... ...arried next month, to be at home and asleep. And you needn’t nudge him, Mr Jack Mullins, for I know your work begins early tomorrow, and I say the sam... ...son’ s Seasons, but nipping spring with an easterly wind, as in Johnson’s, Jackson’s, Dickson’s, Smith’s, and Jones’s Seasons. The grating wind sawed ... ...son’ s Seasons, but nipping spring with an easterly wind, as in Johnson’s, Jackson’s, Dickson’s, Smith’s, and Jones’s Seasons. The grating wind sawed ... ...ing to wipe some hailstones out of his hair with an end of his own drowned jacket, ‘—there! Now he’s more like him- self; though he’s badly bruised,—w... ...d swown to death in a hole, sooner than fall into the hands of those Cruel Jacks we read of that dodge and drive, and worry and weary, and scorn and s...

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...nder which, initials.’ Another seaman ‘had, on the lower part of The Uncommercial Traveller 17 the right arm, the device of a sailor and a female; th... ...itannia Theatre any Sunday night, recounting that narra- tive to them as fellow creatures, and he shall see a sight! The Uncommercial Traveller 39 CH... ...s, and he shall see a sight! The Uncommercial Traveller 39 CHAPTER V POOR MERCANTILE JACK I S THE SWEET little cherub who sits smiling aloft and keep... ...mmissioned to take charge of Mercantile Jack, as well as Jack of the national navy? If not, who is? What is the cherub about, and what are we all abou... ...ble, then am I the most unreasonable of men, for I believe it with all my soul. This was my thought as I walked the dock-quays at Liverpool, keeping w... ...of Sharpeye being acquainted with the exact individuality of any gentle- man encountered, one of these two is sure to proclaim from the outer air, lik... ...overed tresses streaming in the breeze, ban- danna kerchiefs floating from their shoulders, and crinoline not wanting. Down by the Docks, you may hear...

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...” 12 Babbitt “Now see here, George: I want you to put on your nice dinner-jacket that evening.” “Rats! The rest of ‘em won’t want to dress.” “Of cour... ...er for it. And oh, Georgie, I do wish you wouldn’t say ‘Tux.’ It’s ‘dinner-jacket. ’” “Rats, what’s the odds?” “Well, it’s what all the nice folks say... ...ancestor, Henry T., doesn’t even call it a ‘Tux. ’! He calls it a ‘bobtail jacket for a ringtail monkey,’ and you couldn’t get him into one unless you... ...eat God Motor, they hymned the patch on the spare inner-tube, and the lost jack-handle. Their truce dissolving, Ted observed that her friends were “a ... ...reeable ac- cessories—shiny casings, spark-plugs with immaculate porcelain jackets tire-chains of gold and silver. He was flattered by the friendlines... ...epper lads and slips you a dose of real laughter. Shoot the up and down to Jackson and West for graceful tappers. They run 1-2 under the wire. Provin ...

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...ody. Boys wear trou- sers, and some had shirts, some waistcoats, and a few jackets. ‘We walked about a small wood adjoining the house, through which a... ...wo boats’ crews were massacred, and the boats lost. The ships came to Port Jackson, in Australia, to build fresh boats, left it in February 1788, and ... ...wo boats’ crews were massacred, and the boats lost. The ships came to Port Jackson, in Australia, to build fresh boats, left it in February 1788, and ... ...hem. What do they do? Instantly start a carriage, another servant, put the jack-of-all-trades into a liv- ery, turn the buttons into a flunkey, and th... ...o feet long. T o steady these and hold on by were double shrouds of supple-jacks. The rungs of the ladder were at unequal dis- tances, 42 upon the 50 ... ...ery good ladder of bamboos and 462 Life of John Coleridge Patteson supple-jacks, quite as easily as one goes up the rigging of a ship, and my ten day... ...ss the Church of England’s mind; which is not the language of Pearson, and Jackson, and Waterland, and Hooker, no, nor of Bull, and Andrewes, and T ay... ...row the mind; but even Church history is not very attractive to me. I like Jackson and Hooker, and some of the moderns, of whom I read a good many; an... ...arson, Hooker, Waterland, Jeremy T aylor also, and Andrewes, and Bull, and Jackson, and Barrow, &c., stood for the idea of English di- vinity. Now we ...

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...door. The man opened it a crack, and then he let us in and shut it quick. By Jack son, when we got a sight of him, we ‘most dropped the trays! and To... ...ith a tallow candle. We had up a lot of whisky, and went to playing high low jack for dimes, and as soon as the whisky begun to take hold of Bud we st... ...s reasonable. I couldn’t find no fault with it. Bill Withers and his brother Jack come along by, talking, and Jack says: “What do you reckon he was to... ... brought up the black berries and the lantern; and that brought up Bill and Jack Withers, and how they passed by, talking about a nigger stealing Unc... ...out sundown, Saturday, September 2d, by the prisoner’s field, and my brother Jack was with me and we seen a man toting off some thing heavy on his ba... ... and sings out: “It’s true, every word — I murdered him in cold blood!” By Jackson, it petrified them! People rose up wild all over the house, strai...

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...rowd, with the variegated colours of checkered sarongs, red turbans, white jack- ets, embroideries; with the gleam of scabbards, gold rings, charms, a... ...r; very close behind him a silent old fellow in a richly embroidered black jacket alone of all the Malays around did not follow the masterful gesture ... ... prince. We sat up for him till mid- night. Under the stern awning bearded Jackson jingled an old guitar and sang, with an execrable ac- cent, Spanish... ... prince. We sat up for him till mid- night. Under the stern awning bearded Jackson jingled an old guitar and sang, with an execrable ac- cent, Spanish... ...lad in vivid colours, with hanging heads: the gold em- broideries of their jackets flashed dazzlingly as they went away gliding on the smooth water, a... ...kers, with closed eyes and motionless like a despoiled corpse; at his head Jackson twanged the guitar, and gasped 23 Joseph Conrad out in sighs a mou... ...kers, with closed eyes and motionless like a despoiled corpse; at his head Jackson twanged the guitar, and gasped 23 Joseph Conrad out in sighs a mou... ...like a man pursued. Hollis turned on his side quickly and opened his eyes. Jackson clapped his big hand over the strings and the jin- gling vibration ... ... made a dark pool, and ran crookedly across the cabin floor. We could hear Jackson, who had gone out to drive away our Malay seamen from the doorway o...