An Anthology of Writing Bert Lewis Coombes Chris Williams, Bill Jones, W. D.
Jones. Dust Still His Throat | _ B . L . COOMBES ANTHOLOGY WITH DUST
STILL IN HIS THROAT WITH DUST STILL IN. GRAD 828 C7744 177 With Front
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This anthology represents four types of writing - all published here for the first time: autobiography; the short story; the novel; and the diary.
Author: Bill Jones
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This dust had the odor of old straw . This took place during the forenoon . His
throat soon began to feel dry and irritated . When be returned to dinner , he could
still taste and smell the old straw . This taste and smell he could not get rid of .
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The dust tasted and had the odour of old straw . This took place during the
forenoon . His throat soon began to feel dry and irritated . When he returned to
dinner , he could still taste and smell the old straw . This taste and smell he could
not get ...
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This dust had the odor of old straw . This took place during the forenoon . His
throat soon began to feel dry and irritated . When be returned to dinner , he could
still taste and smell the old straw . This teste and smell he could not get rid of .
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his. way. to. the. conveyor. opening. " In his mind, he tasted it and felt it washing
away the dust in his throat. He looked ... He turned his head toward the conveyor
opening for better air to breathe, but the dust persisted, rising in still another ...
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The dust tasted and bad the odour of old straw . This took place during the
forenoon . His throat soon began to feel dry and irritated . When he returned to
dinner , he could still taste and smell the old straw . This taste and smell he could
not get ...
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The room became filled with dust , and still the unparalleled struggle went on ,
while they drew nearer and nearer to the lamp ... violently backward against the
wall in spite of himself , and pinned there helpless , powerful fingers on his throat
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We need scarcely remark , once for all , that we have no concern with the political
tendency of this or any other quotation : our Omniumgatherum is literary - as ...
My Lord John Russell , the dust of those everlasting old Bills is still in your throat .
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The blotches on his face “ 13th . Slight nausea . A very slight redness and itching
could be faintly distinguished . He stated that he could at inoculating point . still
taste the old straw in his throat . " " 14th . Got up with a feeling of lassitude and ...
Author: George Frederick Shrady
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We need scarcely remark , once for all , that we have no concern with the political
tendency of this or any other quotation : our Omniumgatherum is literary - as ...
My Lord John Russell , the dust of those everlasting old Bills is still in your throat .
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said Bill , speaking as from a ping the sweat and powder - stain from his throat
filled with dust , « I'll go after ' em in brow . ... noted at this time that one who still
possessed « Well , » said Bill , glaring at the bushes a serape had from it none of
...
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said Bill , speaking as from a ping the sweat and powder - stain from his throat
filled with dust , « I'll go after ' em in brow . ... noted at this time that one who still
possessed « Well , » said Bill , glaring at the bushes — a serape had from it none
of ...
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Throat ! -- no it wasn't his throat as was rare Great applause , and no little
laughter , folsore — it was — no , it wasn't -- yes , it ... of his sore throat - toe , I
mean on the Dust - heap , and the chastising rod of and as I went along , the
night seemed to the lobster's head at home . grow darker and darker . ... I stood
as still , as air , which said something about some one stock - still as any I don't -
know - what !
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no it wasn ' t his throat as was rare Great applause , and no little laughter , fol .
sore - it was - - no , it wasn ' t - yes , it was — it ... of his sore throat - toe , I mean
on the Dust - heap , and the chastising rod of and as I went along , the night
seemed to the lobster ' s head at home . grow darker and darker . ... I stood as still
, as air , which said something about some one stock - still as any I don ' t - know -
what !
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Throat ! -no it wasn't his throat as was rare Great applause , and no little laughter ,
fol . sore -- it was -- no , it wasn't - yes , it was ... of his sore throat - toe , I mean on
the Dust - heap , and the chastising rod of and as I went along , the night seemed
to the lobster's head at home . grow darker and darker . ... I stood as still , as air ,
which said something about some one stock - still as any I don't know - what !
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They will forsake the citadel , or still The ashen beam his power of utterance left
Defend it , even though of him deprived . Still unimpair'd , but in the dust he fell ,
But wherefore speak I thus ? still undeplored , And the exulting conqueror ...
Author: William Cowper
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They will forsake the citadel , or still The ashen beam his power of utterance left
Defend it , even though of him deprived . Still unimpair'd , but in the dust he fell ,
But wherefore speak I thus ? still undeplored , And the exulting conqueror ...
Author: William Cowper
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Blanders blundered about in the One film was still left in the masmoke and
confusion . His eyebrows and chine . The red brightness of the fire hair were
singed , and he was half - blinded . mingled with the white glare of the sun . His
throat felt ...
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... to the manor born , and feel insulted at your opprobrious Still sprung from those
swift hoofs , thundering remark . ' south , “ The South Carolina Major coughed ,
spit , The dust , like the smoke from the cannon's mouth , cleared his throat , and ...
Author: Frank Moore
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