Her eyes began to sparkle and smile: "Perhaps we may see our papas in Mombasa."
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
Had our sense of appreciation not been blunted by accumulated fatigue we should have greatly enjoyed the play of light and color in the ever-changing scene of sparkle.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
At last we step over colored fields of sparkle, climbing walls of purple and gold-finally, under skies of crystal blue, with flaming clouds of glory, we touch the mark!
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook