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- Kategoria: Powieści przygodowe i historyczne
- Język: polski
This is a simple and sweet book. A story about a little sister who doesn’t like being teased by her older brother. But one day she starts to notice that it’s just a tease and she doesn’t give him the power to upset her. He gets bored and joins in her fun.
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Contents
Big Brother
“The White Brant”
Recoil
The Obvious Thing
I
II
III
The Talking Vase
Too Fat to Fight
Chapter 1 “Plattsburg. One Way.”
Chapter 2 Dimples Tries the Y. M. C. A.
Chapter 3 “One Man to Every Ten!”
Chapter 4 Hill Two Eighty-five
Chapter 5 Dimples Takes Part in a Ceremony
Big Brother
BLACK EAGLE’S braves were on the warpath. Wailing women, orphaned children, burning settlements marked their trail. But they had come to grips at last with Murray’s Scouts and in the battle quarter was neither asked nor given.
Murray’s men were famous Indian fighters; gradually they forced the redskins back and finally brought them to bay in a deep canyon–a cul-de-sac inclosed on three sides by perpendicular walls. Here the work of extermination began. Murray charged at the head of his band; he rode his white horse, Fleetwing, right in among the yelling savages and, drawing his six-shooter, he leveled it at the breast of Black Eagle himself.
Murray was an unerring shot. He never drew except to shoot, he never shot except to slay. He paused an instant before pressing trigger as if to give Black Eagle one more moment of life, and at that instant an unexpected interruption occurred. It came in the form of a cry, a long, shrill, commanding cry from high up on one of the canyon walls; it caused the bloodthirsty warriors, both red and white, to cease their yelling and to raise their eyes aloft.
It was repeated: “Willie-e-e! You Willie Sheehan!”
In an open window of the Sheehan flat appeared the face of Mrs. Sheehan herself. She looked down with disfavor upon this battle. Briefly she commanded:
“Stop that panjammonia an’ get me a cabbage from the Wop’s.”
Black Eagle’s tomahawk fell; he showed anything except relief at his deliverance from the deadly aim of his white foe. In a highly aggrieved treble he protested:
“Aw, mom! I can’t! Aw, mom!”
“He’s an Injun,” excitedly shouted Captain Murray. “I gotta moider him foist, Miz’ Sheehan.”
“Ple-ease, mom! Let sis get it.”
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