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...night by a kerosene lamp and turn out 2,000 to 3,000 words of fiction that he had no confidence would ever see the light of print. He tore up much of it ("I hadn't yet decided what I meant") and worked and reworked one novel, Cock Jarvis, which he never did complete. Eventually, he caught on with some stories for the Saturday Evening Post and made a little money. Eventually, too, he got back to England, settling in Oxford...
...them looking pretty moth-eaten. It was his wife we objected to. Her name was Leda, but he called her Tip. She was very small and her hair, eyes, and skin though naturally of different shades, were all muddy. She seldom sat--she perched on things--and liked to cock her head a little to one side. Nora had a theory that once when Edge opened an antique grave, Tip ran out of it, and Margot Innes always spoke of her as the gnome, pronouncing all the letters. She once told me that she did not think that any literature...
...Crito, I owe a cock to Asclepius; will you remember to pay the debt?"-Socrates' last words...
...escaped the whips, chains and involuntary toil of a sugar plantation and lived a jungle-boy existence for twelve years. In 1880, when slavery was abolished in Cuba, he returned to human society. His descriptions of village life resurrect a forgotten world. He recalls work, fiestas, cock fights, fashions and trysts in the cane fields with a simplicity that imparts an aura of vitality and grace. Even the supernatural is treated in a tone as matter of fact as a fried egg: "If a person wants to make a pact with the Devil, the old Congolese told me, he should...
...mound. A chunky, 5-ft. 11-in. 190-pounder, McLain stands there stiff-backed, briefly fingering the resin bag before throwing it violently to the ground. Like a high-school wise guy, he tilts his cap so far down over his eyes that he has to cock his head back to see the catcher's signs. Then, with the barest hint of a nod, Denny is ready to pitch. He squirts a stream of spittle out of his mouth, the left corner of his upper lip curls back in a sneer, his hands come slowly together at his chest. Suddenly...