--NOT the men of great longing, of great loathing, of great satiety, and that which ye call the
remnant of God;
A shout of warning from me stopped him, for I had seen the
remnants of a rope dangling from the neck of the male jalok.
Leach, his bandaged arm prominently to the fore, begged me to leave a few
remnants of the cook for him; and Wolf Larsen paused once or twice at the break of the poop to glance curiously at what must have been to him a stirring and crawling of the yeasty thing he knew as life.
If these most ancient beds had been wholly worn away by denudation, or obliterated by metamorphic action, we ought to find only small
remnants of the formations next succeeding them in age, and these ought to be very generally in a metamorphosed condition.
The last
remnant of his civilization was forgotten--he was a primitive man to the fullest now; reveling in the freedom of the fierce, wild life he loved, gloating in his kingship among these wild blacks.
There was a fishy flavor to the milk, too, which I could not at all account for, till one morning happening to take a stroll along the beach among some fishermen's boats, I saw Hosea's brindled cow feeding on fish
remnants, and marching along the sand with each foot in a cod's decapitated head, looking very slip-shod, I assure ye.
I was shoved into a dark and narrow cell in a dungeon, with some scant
remnants for dinner, some moldy straw for a bed, and no end of rats for company.
They were of the
remnants of a party of Iroquois hunters that came from Canada into these mountain regions many years previously, in the employ of the Hudson's Bay Company.
They could then see the faint summer fogs in layers, woolly, level, and apparently no thicker than counterpanes, spread about the meadows in detached
remnants of small extent.
The
remnants of a meal, ghastly, like dead flesh, lay in a corner.
On the table were the
remnants of the little evening feast.
It was very distressing, but being determined not to share my sentiment between two pens or run the risk of sentimentalising over a mere stranger, I threw them both out of the window into a flower bed-- which strikes me now as a poetical grave for the
remnants of one's past.