 The blazing matches fell sizzling into the snow, but the birch-bark was alight. He began laying dry grasses and the tiniest twigs on the flame. He could not pick and choose, for he had to lift the fuel between the heels of his hands. Small pieces of rotten...  The Century Illustrated Monthly Magazine - 530. lappuse1908Pilnskats - Par šo grāmatu
 | 1908 - 1006 lapas
...lungs, causing him to cough spasmodically. The match fell into the snow and went out. The old-tinier on Sulphur Cr,eek was right, he thought in the moment...the little fire. He tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far, and he disrupted the nucleus of the little... | |
 | Jack London - 1910 - 276 lapas
...into his lungs, causing him to cough spasmodically. The match fell into the snow and went out. /x'The old-timer on Sulphur Creek was right, he thought in...awkwardly. It meant life,* and it must not perish. v The withdrawal of blood from the surface of his body now made him begin to shiver, and he grew more... | |
 | Jack London - 1910 - 272 lapas
...his hands apart. The blazing matches fell sizzling into the snow, but the birch-bark •§ c o o <u o was alight. He began laying dry grasses and the tiniest...the little fire. He tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far, and he disrupted the nucleus of the little... | |
 | Margaret Ashmun - 1914 - 482 lapas
...strangling fumes, and held the blazing bunch to the birch-bark. As he so held it, he became awajr^of sensation in his hand/ His flesh was burning. He could...flame carefully and awkwardly. It meant life, and it must^iot perish. The withdrawal of blood from the surface of his body now made him begin to shiver,... | |
 | Milton Crane - 1984 - 512 lapas
...between the heels of his hands. Small pieces of rotten wood and green moss clung to the twigs, and he hit them off as well as he could with his teeth. He cherished...the little fire. He tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far, and he disrupted the nucleus of the little... | |
 | Jack London - 2007 - 434 lapas
...twigs, and he bit them off as well as he could with his teeth. He cherished the flame care Hl I ly and awkwardly. It meant life, and it must not perish....the little fire. He tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far, and he disrupted the nucleus of the little... | |
 | Jack London - 1997 - 324 lapas
...upper teeth in order to separate a match. He succeeded in getting one, which he dropped on his lap. He was no better off. He could not pick it up. Then...the little fire. He tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far, and he disrupted the nucleus of the little... | |
 | Jack London - 1998 - 420 lapas
...upper teeth in order to separate a match. He succeeded in getting one, which he dropped on his lap. He was no better off. He could not pick it up. Then...the little fire. He tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far, and he disrupted the nucleus of the little... | |
 | Eric Martin - 2000 - 264 lapas
...matches. Then he scratched the bunch along his leg. It flared into flame, seventy sulphur matches all at once! There was no wind to blow them out. He kept...the little fire. He tried to poke it out with his ringers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far, and he disrupted the nucleus of the little... | |
 | Spike Walker - 2002 - 324 lapas
...more, he jerked his hands apart. The blazing matches fell sizzling into the snow, but the birch bark was alight. He began laying dry grasses and the tiniest...not perish. The withdrawal of blood from the surface his body now made him begin to shiver, and he grew more awkward. A large piece of green moss fell squarely... | |
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