Reginald Herbert Mason

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Reginald Herbert Mason Pictures of life in Mexico/Volume 1 (1852)

Not exactly knowing what to do next at this juncture; unless it were to take my hat and my departure, my eye fell casually upon one of the large, coarsely-cut, stone imagoes standing in a corner of the room at my right hand. It was a lugubrious representation of some ancient saintly martyr, in modern pantaloons! on which said pantaloons were sculptured large and impressive drops of blood and water, proceeding from the agonised countenance. My gaze only rested on this singular object for one moment, and then I once more innocently regarded the priest.
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Reginald Herbert Mason Pictures of life in Mexico/Volume 2 (1852)

It is an impressive spectacle in the prairies, especially in the silence of night, after listening to the confused tramp of many feet in the distance, interspersed with bellowing roars and savage jells, to behold the dark forms of a herd of cattle advancing at slow and measured pace with a troop of their adversaries following stealthily and sulkily close behind, eager for the slaughter but half afraid to commence the attack. The wild cattle however have a bold and intelligent manner of defending themselves from the assault of their obstreperous foes.
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Reginald Herbert Mason Pictures of life in Mexico/Volume 1 (1852)

The poor, plundered youth turned, with a sinking heart, to retrace his steps to his native village; bemoaning his ruined hopes, and heartily regretting that he had left his home with such a companion.
He had not proceeded far before he unwittingly turned to take a last look in the direction of the city; and as he did so he felt a sudden chill creep over him, as if in apprehension of impending danger. He looked up at the sky above him—it had become bright and tranquil; then at the earth at his feet: it was true he was upon the narrow pass
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