1 The MacIntoshes were Scotch-Irish and Orangemen and, had they possessed all the saintly qualities of the Catholic calendar, this ancestry would have damned them forever in Gerald's eyes.
Gone With The Wind By Margaret MitcheGet Context In CHAPTER III 2 Carol had done her best by the kitchen: painted it white, put up curtains, replaced a six-year-old calendar by a color print.
Main Street By Sinclair LewisGet Context In CHAPTER XXIV 3 For blacks, the year's calendar should show naught but three hundred and sixty-five Fourth of Julys and New Year's Days.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleGet Context In CHAPTER 93. The Castaway. 4 I'll get the almanac and as I have heard devils can be raised with Daboll's arithmetic, I'll try my hand at raising a meaning out of these queer curvicues here with the Massachusetts calendar.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleGet Context In CHAPTER 99. The Doubloon. 5 That's my small experience, so far as the Massachusetts calendar, and Bowditch's navigator, and Daboll's arithmetic go.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleGet Context In CHAPTER 99. The Doubloon. 6 The room is about thirty feet square, with whitewashed walls, bare save for a calendar, a picture of a race horse, and a family tree in a gilded frame.
7 When the interpreter had translated this, the judge, whose calendar was crowded, and whose automobile was ordered for a certain hour, interrupted with the remark: "Oh, I see."
8 "You seem to be a walking calendar of crime," said Stamford with a laugh.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleGet Context In PART I: CHAPTER I. MR. SHERLOCK HOLMES 9 He said, of course it was a great insult, and I told him there was Queen Mary on a calendar in the scullery, no doubt because Her Majesty formed part of my harem.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 17 10 Our weather must not always be judged by the calendar.
Mansfield Park By Jane AustenGet Context In CHAPTER XXII 11 She kept a calendar of the holidays in this way, and every morning checked a day off in exactly the same manner.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensGet Context In CHAPTER 8. MY HOLIDAYS. ESPECIALLY ONE HAPPY AFTERNOON 12 He rummaged in the roll-top desk on which Nat Hicks kept bills, buttons, calendars, buckles, thread-channeled wax, shotgun shells, samples of brocade for "fancy vests," fishing-reels, pornographic post-cards, shreds of buckram lining.
Main Street By Sinclair LewisGet Context In CHAPTER XXIX