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Page 279 - And it came to pass, when he made mention of the ark of God, that he fell from off the seat backward by the side of the gate, and his neck brake, and he died : for he was an old man, and heavy. And he had judged Israel forty years. And his daughter in law, Phinehas...
Page 279 - And the messenger answered and said, Israel is fled before the Philistines, and there hath been also a great slaughter among the people, and thy two sons also, Hophni and Phinehas, are dead, and the ark of God is taken.
Page 278 - And there ran a man of Benjamin out of the army, and came to Shiloh the same day with his clothes rent, and with earth upon his head.
Page 115 - Well said!" cried the men unanimously. "Let us each relate what we have done, and then you can judge which among us is the boldest." "I killed the first Bardy in the court in sight of his family." "I broke in the door, when that terrible man was dashing down the iron on our heads." "But it was I who pierced his heart." "I mounted the stairs first." "I fought nearly half an hour with the noble in the cloth of gold.
Page 88 - ... unprepossessing exterior. Next to him sat a little cripple, whose pale countenance bore that expression of suffering sweetness so peculiar to the deformed, while his lank hair, bony hands, and misshapen shoulders awakened the beholder's pity. He, too, was an orphan — a grandchild of the old lady's; his parents had died some years before. Two little boys of about five years old sat opposite to him. They were dressed alike, and the resemblance between them was so striking that they were constantly...
Page 96 - ... began to back. At that instant a fearful cry arose from beneath, which was echoed from the rocks around, and ten or fifteen savage-looking beings climbed from under the bridge, with lances formed of upright scythes. Even then there would have been time for the horseman to turn back, and dash through a handful of men behind him, but either he was ashamed of turning from the first conflict, or he was desirous, at any risk, to reach Kolozsvar at the appointed time, and instead of retreating by the...
Page 123 - He told us so himself, and swore that if any of us dared so much as lift his eye upon her, he would send him to St. Nicholas in paradise." "Can I not see her?" "I would not advise you; for if the Decurio hears of it, he will make halves of you; but you may go around to the window if you like - only let me get out of the way first, that the Decurio may not find me here.
Page 94 - ... cross, he checked his horse and looked back. Was it of his grandmother's words, or of the golden-haired Jolanka that he thought? A white handkerchief waved from the window. "Farewell, light of my soul!" murmured the youth; and kissing his hand, he once more dashed his spurs into his horse's flank, and turned down the steep hill. Those were strange times. All at once the villages began to be depopulated; the inhabitants disappeared, none knew whither. The doors of the houses were closed. The bells...
Page 125 - ... Wallachia and Moldavia; and here is a purse of gold — do not scruple to accept it, for it is your own, it belonged to them. Promise me, for her sake," he continued earnestly, pointing to Jolanka, " that you will not go to Hungary." Imre hesitated. " I cannot promise what I am not sure I shall fulfill; but I shall remember your advice." Numa took the hands of the two lovers, and, gazing long and earnestly on their faces, he said, in a voice of deep feeling, " You love one another ? " They pressed...
Page 123 - ... path cut in the rock. A young man ascended this path. He was attired in a peasant's garb and although he evidently had traveled far, his step was light and fleet. When he had ascended about halfway, he was suddenly stopped by an armed Wallachian, who had been kneeling before a shrine in the rock, and seeing the stranger, rose and stood in his path. The latter pronounced the Decurio's name, and produced his pazsura. The Wallachian examined it on every side, and then stepped back to let the stranger...