Full Text Search Details
...e-mend,” Hooven burst out, sud- denly remembering a forgotten argument. He waved an arm. “Ach, der pipe-line bei der Mission Greek, und der waater-hol... ... his poem should be of the West, that world’s frontier of Romance, where a new race, a new people—hardy, brave, and passionate—were building an empire... ... father’s letter. “He holds, Ulsteen does, that ‘grain rates as low as the new figure would amount to confiscation of property, and that, on such a ba... ...nt in Vanamee’s monotonous under- tones, like little notes of harmony in a musical progres- sion, he listened, delighted with their resonance. -Navajo... ...d,” she insisted. “We can talk about other things afterward.” Again Magnus wavered, about to yield to his better in- stincts and to the entreaties of ... ...ffices to an empty church—’the voice of one crying in the wilderness.’ You Americans are not good churchmen. Sundays you sleep— you read the newspaper... ...cists, repeated from page to page with wearying insistence. “I, too, am an American Citizen. S. D.,” “As the T wig is Bent the T ree is Inclined,” “Tr... ... petticoats. On the row of chairs that went around three sides of the wall groups began to settle themselves. For a long time the guests huddled close... ...Klondike; now a decayed musician who had been ejected from a young ladies’ musical conservatory of Europe be- cause of certain surprising pamphlets on...

Full Text Search Details
...sked. “ Y es, I’ve come to fetch you.” 6 Of Human Bondage “ Y ou’ve got a new dress on.” It was in eighteen-eighty-five, and she wore a bustle. Her g... ...s sister; and while the ladies talked of parish matters, the curate or the new bonnet of Mrs. Wilson—Mr. Wilson was the richest man in Blackstable, he... ... Some of them had already started and those that were left now set off, in groups of two or three. “You’d better come along with me, Carey,” said the ... ...he Misses Watkin so that they might see his grief and pity him. XIV THEN A WAVE of religiosity passed through the school. Bad language was no longer h... ... , and his almond eyes almost closed as he did so. There were two or three American men, in black coats, rather yellow and dry of skin: they were theo... ... twelve months. But then I shall have to go. And I must leave all this”—he waved his arm round the dirty garret, with its unmade bed, the clothes lyin... ... tall and slim. He held himself with a deliberate grace. Weeks, one of the American students, seeing him alone, went up and began to talk to him. The ... ... the real thing: I felt the glow of your young passion, and your prose was musical from the sincerity of your emotion. You must be happy! I wish I cou... ...id style which seemed able to put com- plicated thought into simple words, musical and measured, he read as he might have read a novel, a smile of ple...

Full Text Search Details
...rgely made up for by the good will and generous efforts of the English and American press. An interesting monograph might be written upon these variou... ...experience upon man- kind, as I hate some horrible infectious disease. The new war, the war on the modern level, is her invention and her crime. I per... ...was insistent upon the way in which all Venetia was being opened up by the new military roads; there has been scarcely a new road made in Venetia sinc... ...ut out a bed of begonias. In Paris I met a charming 50 War and the Future American writer, the wife of a French artist, the lady who wrote My House o... ...the dug-outs, they go forward with a minimum of inconve- nience. The first wave of attack fights, destroys, or disarms the surviving Germans and sends... ...of 500h.p. One gets up a gangway into them was one gets into a yacht; they wave a main deck, a forward machine gun deck and an aft machine gun; one ma... ...” at all. One finds that the apparent subaltern is really a musician, or a musical critic, or an Egyptologist, or a solicitor, or a cloth manufacturer... ...r their alli- ances, we may count it that the matter rests now between two groups of Allies and one neutral power. So that while on the one hand the d... .... 2 2 2 2 2 In the complex structure of the modern community there are two groups or strata or pockets in which the impulse of social obligation, the ...

Full Text Search Details
...ere Napoleon studied; and the noble river, bringing at every winding turn, new beauties into view. There lay before us, that same afternoon, the broke... ...s, hag like way with her forefinger, when approaching the remains of some new horror—looking back and walking stealthily, and making horrible grimace... ...ther figures, through a whole fever. Passing through the court yard, among groups of idle sol diers, we turned off by a gate, which this She Goblin u... ...ONS of such a place as Albaro, the suburb of Genoa, where I am now, as my American friends would say, ‘located,’ can hardly fail, I should imagine, t... ... from the heat of the fire, and where the brave Courier plays all sorts of musical instruments of his own manufacture, all the evening long. A mighty ... ...errara. But the long silent streets, and the dismantled palaces, where ivy waves in lieu of banners, and where rank weeds are slowly creeping up the l... ...y by the Jura mountains, sprinkled with snow, and lighted by the moon, and musical with falling water, was delightful; or how, below the windows of th... ...sed to view a little wooden doll, in face very like General Tom Thumb, the American Dwarf: gorgeously dressed in satin and gold lace, and actually bla... ...ion of great churches which come rolling past me like a sea, it is a small wave by itself, that melts into no other wave, and does not flow on with th...

Full Text Search Details
...p of cinnamon-wood upon a sea that rolled mighty, but smooth immense broad waves, and tore thing from thing without a sound or a hurt. 14 The Adventu... ...ocured food for me; I have an idea of feeling a damp forehead and drinking new milk, and by- and-by hearing a roar of voices or vehicles, and seeing a... ...d gone, King Lear (or else my memory deceives me) punned, and Lady Macbeth waved a handkerchief for it to be steeped in the blood of the deer; Shylock... ...distractions, or I should have asked her whether my amazing and delightful new home had ever shown symptoms of vanishing; it appeared to me, judging f... ...apid, never high or low, and then a slide of similar tones all round, —not musical, but catching and incessant,— gave me an idea that I had fallen upo... ... lovely view,’ said I. ‘Lovely view,’ she repeated. She ran on in the most musical tongue, to my thinking, ever heard: ‘ And see my little pensioners’... ...ys, and others, all bending to roses, to admire, smell, or pluck. Charming groups of ladies were here and there; and T emple whispered as we passed th... ... disen- gage his right hand for the purpose of waving it toward one of the groups. I seized it, saying heartily, ‘Grandfather, upon my honour, I love ... ... soit peu philosophe, a ce qu’on dit; a traveller. They say he has a South American complexion. I knew him a boy; and his passion is to put together w...

Full Text Search Details
...he air in ripples that visibly followed and overspread one another, as the waves of an unwholesome sea might do. It was dense enough to shut out every... ...fineness in accordance with his stockings, was as white as the tops of the waves that broke upon the neighbouring beach, or the specks of sail that gl... ...hat what they had was secured to your mother and to you. There has been no new discovery, of money, or of any other property; but “ He felt his wrist ... ...ted here and there, to cut off little streams of wine that started away in new directions; others devoted them selves to the sodden and lee dyed piec... ...he date of the very first action fought between the British troops and the Americans. That, for these reasons, the jury, being a loyal jury (as he kne... ...nhappily, I am!” The plaintive tone of her compassion merged into the less musical voice of the Judge, as he said something fiercely: “Answer the ques... ...here every fierce and furious expression was in vivid life, there were two groups of faces each seven in number so fixedly contrasting with the rest,...

Full Text Search Details
...olf drawing-room, with its rich, irregular lights, as the flames leapt and wavered. “Dear things!” she exclaimed. “Dear chairs and tables! How like ol... ...he train towards Highgate. Although thus supported by the knowledge of his new possession of considerable value, he was not proof against the familiar... ... wall photo- graphs of bridges and cathedrals and large, unprepos- sessing groups of insufficiently clothed young men, sit- ting in rows one above ano... ... have the time. Why do you ask?” “It might be a good thing, to get to know new people, that’s all.” “Poor Ralph!” said Joan suddenly, with a smile. “Y... ...took part in a series of scenes such as the taming of wild ponies upon the American prairies, or the conduct of a vast ship in a hurricane round a bla... ...oint of going myself. And then I know I couldn’t live without this”—and he waved his hand towards the City of London, which wore, at this moment, the ... ... for it. She cast her eyes down in irritation, and read again her mother’s musical sentences about the silver gulls, and the roots of little pink flow... ...ust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, ac- companied by a light touch upon ... ...ith relief, and she had merely to shake hands with Rodney and to greet the American lady who had come to be shown the relics, before the talk started ...

Full Text Search Details
..., the varied accents in which they converse, the crying of their children terrified by this new experience, or the clean flat smack of the parental ha... ... who deserve a special word of condemnation. One of them was Scots; the other claimed to be American; admitted, after some fencing, that he was born i... ...of her endeavour was bent upon keeping her watch true to Glasgow time till she should reach New York. They had heard reports, her husband and she, of ... ...ne, for instance, the composition of which he had bought years ago for five dollars from an American pedlar, and sold the other day for a hundred poun... ...ching them climb into the shrouds or on the rails, while the ship went swinging through the waves; and I admired and envied the courage of their moth-... ...fficult to keep ones footing on the deck. I have spoken of our con- certs. We were indeed a musical ship’s company, and cheered our way into exile wit... ...e floor of glittering sand, these trees that go streaming up like mon- strous sea-weeds and waver in the moving winds like the weeds in submarine curr... ... work of Richelieu complete. It is a people of lace-makers. The women sit in the streets by groups of five or six; and the noise of the bobbins is au-... ...eet where I was then living, their song, which was not much louder than a bee’s, but airily musical, kept me in a perpetual good humour. I put the cag...

Full Text Search Details
...d Dumay to his wife, mak- ing her sit close by him. Madame Dumay, a little American about thirty-six years of age, wiped her eyes furtively; she adore... ...chant. He bought land and houses in the town, and des- patched a vessel to New York freighted with silks purchased in Lyons at reduced prices. He sent... ...dest little house in the rue Royale. The poor toiler had brought back from New Y ork, together with his cottons, a pretty little wife, attracted it wo... ... richest com- mercial house in Havre. Madame Dumay, a rather pretty little American, had the misfortune to lose all her children at their birth; and h... ...t. Why, the man talks about com- parisons that howl, rocks that faint, and waves of war! How- ever, he is only a travelling Englishman, and we must ex... ...empts at self-instruction came a phenomenon not uncommon to natures with a musical vo- cation; Modeste composed, as far as a person ignorant of the la... ...ly, for at least a month, Modeste had warbled the songs of night- ingales, musical rhapsodies whose poetry and meaning had roused the attention of her... ...- lis, excited in Modeste, they were as multifarious and con- fused as the waves which rushed to die along the shore while with her eyes fixed on the ... ...tscha,” said the duke, smiling. When the people on the quays, attracted in groups by the 165 Balzac splendor of the royal equipage, saw the funny spe...

Full Text Search Details
...res whom we have deliberately suffered to be bred for misery and ruin. The American portion of this story is in no other respect a carica- ture than a... ...or the most part (Mr. Bevan ex- pected), of a ludicrous side, only, of the American character—of that side which was, four-and-twenty years ago, from ... ...LIC DINNER given to me on Saturday the 18th of April, 1868, in the city of New York, by two hundred representatives of the Press of the United States ... ...ges in the amount of land subdued and peopled, changes in the rise of vast new cities, changes in the growth of older cities almost out of recognition... ...ht, sir. Bless you for hating me. And good night!’ So saying, Mr Pecksniff waved his right hand with much solem- nity, and once more inserting it in h... ... wonderful shaped hats, hunting-whips, and rough sticks, standing about in groups, or talk- ing noisily together on the tavern steps, or paying and re... ...ell,’ rejoined Martin, throwing himself back in his chair, with a careless wave of both hands, as if the subject were quite settled, and nothing more ... ...ve of our separation, Mr Jinkins and the gentle- men have made up a little musical party among themselves, and do intend, in the dead of this night, t... ... when gentlemen sit up late they drink, and when they drink they’re not so musical, perhaps, as when they don’t. But this is the arrangement; and I kn...

Full Text Search Details
...e for me to face both ways I had elected to face nothing. The discovery of new values in life is a very chaotic 4 An Outcast of the Islands experienc... ...of skill—poker. He had been the aptest pupil of a steady-eyed, sententious American, who had drifted mysteriously into Macassar from the wastes of the... ...pt him—half-caste wife and all! Hooray! He saw his shadow dart forward and wave a hat, as big as a rum barrel, at the end of an arm several yards long... ...—and drunk I fancy,” said Mr. Vinck over his shoulder. “I saw him jump and wave his hat.” The crunching of the gravel stopped. “Horrid man,” said Mrs.... ...iting out-of-the-way places of that part of the world, always in search of new markets for his cargoes—not so much for profit as for the plea- sure of... ...sehold was reposing, Babalatchi and Lakamba passed silent amongst sleeping groups to the riverside, and, taking a canoe, paddled off stealthily on the... ...of laughter, a loud hail, a name or a joke sent out in a soft drawl. Small groups squatted round the little fires, and the monotonous undertone of tal... ...rbarians, persistent, steady, repeating itself in the soft syl- lables, in musical tones of the never-ending dis- courses of those men of the forests ...

Full Text Search Details
...mo; but apart from the locality, and that a pretty wide one (all the South American Continent), the novel and the story have nothing in common, neithe... ...e mut- tering of a bull. “‘Cut, Señor teniente. Cut!’ “I drew my sword, my new unblunted sword that had seen no service as yet, and severed the many t... ...n with that feeling of superiority the success of our cause inspired in us Americans. I suppose I re- ally despised him because he was an old Castilia... ...d a fine house there. At the same time the division of Robles was moved to new can- tonments near the capital. This change suited very well the state ... ...lusion that there must be some untrustworthy elements amongst the Lon- don groups. And I came over to see what could be done quietly. “My first step w... ... I acknowledged this interesting communication by a sympathetic murmur. He waved his hand carelessly. “This might have utterly spoiled a chap’s nerve ... ...uldn’t get an inch out of that ship. Again the pilot blew his whistle, and waved his arm to port. We could see the tug’s paddles turning faster and fa... ... that it dated from the time they were holding garrison in Strasbourg. The musical surgeon shook his head at that. It went much farther back, he thoug... ...ut the band had broken up, and were entering the alley in small conversing groups. The Count sat up straight and tried to think calmly of what had hap...

Full Text Search Details
...ion really happy. She has a pleasing voice, with which she accompanies her musical instrument with judgment. She has an easy polite- ness in her manne... ...es the point entirely, a wordy, prolegomenous babbler will often add three new offences in the process of excusing one. It is really a most delicate a... ...a scruple; we theorise with a pistol to our head; we are confronted with a new set of conditions on which we have not only to pass a judgment, 43 Vir... ... undisturbed song of pure concent” to which we are ever likely to lend our musical voices. CHAPTER III – AN APOLOGY FOR IDLERS “Boswell: We grow weary... ...y) takes his determination, votes for the six- pences, and in the emphatic Americanism, it “goes for” them. And while such an one is ploughing distres... ...on some Olympian errand. Here and there, indeed, a few children huzzah and wave their hands to the express; but for the most part it is an interruptio... ...ck and sunlight; of the relief of cypresses; of the troubled, busy-looking groups of sea-pines, that seem always as if they were being wielded and swe... ... yet, when one comes to think upon it calmly, the situation of these South American citizens forms only a very pale figure for the state of ordinary m... ...les which seemed to marshal the Romans on their way; they did not pause or waver, but disappeared into the forest where the enemy lay concealed. “Forw...

Excerpt Details
...Excerpt: Introduction To Guy Mannering. The novel or romance of Waverley made its way to the public slowly, of course, at first, but afterwards with such accumulating popularity as to encourage the author to a second attempt. He looked about for a name and a subject; and the manner in whi...

Full Text Search Details
...by Sir Walter Scott INTRODUCTION TO GUY MANNERING. THE NOVEL OR ROMANCE of Waverley made its way to the public slowly, of course, at first, but afterw... ...ory to domestic happiness.—So ended John MacKinlay’s legend. The author of Waverley had imagined a possibility of fram- ing an interesting, and perhap... ...needna be feared—I never saw ony mysell, and we’re just at the door o’ the New Place.” Accordingly, leaving the ruins on the right, a few steps brough... ...r and with- drawing room, full of all manner of cross lights. This was the New Place of Ellangowan, in which we left our hero, better amused perhaps t... ...is time, when there’s sae little money stirring in Scotland wi’ this weary American war, that somebody may get the land a bargain—Deil be in them, tha... ...who was to usher him to the man of law. The period was near the end of the American war. The desire of room, of air, and of decent accommodation, had ... ...e, its variety of lights, and the eternally changing bustle of its hundred groups, offers, by night espe- cially, a spectacle, which, though composed ... ...w, so we must make the most of our conquest to-night.” This led to another musical trial of skill, and that to lively conversation. At length, when th...

Full Text Search Details
... slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenac... ... little plaintiff or defendant who was promised 9 Bleak House – Dickens a new rocking horse when Jarndyce and Jarndyce should be settled has grown up... ..., you know.” The old housekeeper, with a gracious severity of deport ment, waves her hand towards the great staircase. Mr. Guppy and his 90 Bleak Hou... ...He has shown nothing but his shell. As easily might the tone of a delicate musical instrument be inferred from its case, as the tone of Mr. T ulkingho... ... to Allegory and meditation. By this time the news has got into the court. Groups of its inhabitants assemble to discuss the thing, and the outposts o... ... at all.” At length, one afternoon a little before sunset, when the bright groups of figures which have for the last hour or two 164 Bleak House – Di... ...n, and the hall was blocked up by a grand piano, a harp, and several other musical instru ments in cases, all in progress of removal, and all looking... ...ere in my thoughts.” “I hope I was not the trouble, guardian?” He slightly waved his hand and fell into his usual manner. The change was so remarkable... ...ghts as I lie here. T ake an extreme case. T ake the case of the slaves on American plantations. I dare say they are worked hard, I dare say they don’...

Full Text Search Details
...n a garment that might, by this time, have been centuries old, though ever new. In the dry Italian air, how- ever, Nature had only so far adopted this... ...om his own experience, and perhaps considered himself as communicat- ing a new truth to mankind. They were now advancing up the courtyard; and the lon... ...ith his eyes one of the figures, which was repeated many times over in the groups upon the walls and ceiling. It formed the principal link of an alleg... ...still, we are almost afraid to say, it was seen, though with a fainter and wavering course, in the early morn of Christendom, when the Roman Empire ha... ...ive orchards; there, too, were fields of every kind of grain, among which, waved the Indian corn, putting Kenyon in mind of the fondly remembered acre... ... those to the northward, for example, have often sug- gested sculpturesque groups, figures, and attitudes; they are especially rich in attitudes of li... ...r worth his pencil than the newly painted pine boxes, in which—if he be an American—his countrymen live and thrive. But there is reason to suspect tha... ...the V atican, with my palette and my brushes, and shall look for my little American artist that sees into the very heart of the grand pictures! And wh... ...ichly dressed, scattering forth their laughter, shrill, yet sweet, and the musical babble of their voices, to thicken into an airy tumult over the hea...

Full Text Search Details
... slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenac... ...little plaintiff or defendant who was promised 9 Bleak House – Vol. One a new rocking horse when Jarndyce and Jarndyce should be settled has grown up... ..., you know.” The old housekeeper, with a gracious severity of deport ment, waves her hand towards the great staircase. Mr. Guppy and his 90 Bleak Hou... ...He has shown nothing but his shell. As easily might the tone of a delicate musical instrument be inferred from its case, as the tone of Mr. T ulkingho... ... to Allegory and meditation. By this time the news has got into the court. Groups of its inhabitants assemble to discuss the thing, and the outposts o... ... at all.” At length, one afternoon a little before sunset, when the bright groups of figures which have for the last hour or two 164 Bleak House – Vo... ...n, and the hall was blocked up by a grand piano, a harp, and several other musical instru ments in cases, all in progress of removal, and all looking... ...ere in my thoughts.” “I hope I was not the trouble, guardian?” He slightly waved his hand and fell into his usual manner. The change was so remarkable... ...ghts as I lie here. T ake an extreme case. T ake the case of the slaves on American plantations. I dare say they are worked hard, I dare say they don’...

Full Text Search Details
....C.M. P.C., and three other Pickwickians hereinafter named, for forming a new branch of United Pickwickians, under the title o f The Corresponding... ... a canine skin collar, and the latter communicating additional lustre to a new green shoot ing coat, plaid neckerchief, and closely fitted drabs. Mr.... ...nevertheless distinctly visible. His long, black hair escaped in negligent waves from beneath each side of his old pinched up hat; and glimpses of his... ...ak T ree! And slily he traileth along the ground, And his leaves he gently waves, As he joyously hugs and crawleth round The rich mould of dead men’s ... ...leman wants his boots directly.’ ‘Well, you are a nice young ‘ooman for a musical party, you are,’ said the boot cleaner. ‘Look at these here boots—e... ...the coach rolls swiftly past the fields and orchards which skirt the road, groups of women and children, piling the fruit in sieves, or gathering the ... ...f steps, leading to the house door, which was guarded on either side by an American aloe in a green tub, the sedan chair stopped. Mr. Pickwick and his... ...turn both Mr. Jingle and his attendant, down the flight of steps, into the American aloe tubs that stood beneath. ‘Having discharged my duty, Sir,’ sa... ...uds. All this was gall and wormwood to the heart of Gabriel Grub; and when groups of children bounded out of the houses, tripped across the road, and ...

Full Text Search Details
...e most innocent of angels. Hitherto we have lived …. T o her it has been a new world. But she is beginning to find it a narrow one. No, no, she is not... ...heir native cacophony. But they love it, as they love bacon and beans. The musical taste of our people is in the stage of the primitive appetite for n... ...ation and a countenance to the people, combined with the excitement of the new scenes and the marching music to banish the acuter sense of disappoint-... ...the treasure-laden Spanish galleon for whom, on her voyage home from South American waters, our enter- prising light-craft privateers lay in wait, she... ...t. In the afternoon, on the parade, they were joined by Mr. Camwell, among groups of fashionable ladies and their es- corts, pacing serenely, by medic... ...u rob no one,’ she said, in a voice that curled through him deliciously by wavering; but I think I may blush at recollections, and I would rather have... ... illuminations of the Colonel’s proceedings were a pasture to the rearward groups, composed of two very grand ladies, 54 The Tale of Chloe Caseldy, M... ...and without a picture. Her con- templation of it, contrasted with the life waved to her view by the timepiece, set her whole system rageing; she burne...

Full Text Search Details
...zel eyes, and a forehead with a look of expansion, partly due to the crisp waves of dark hair being as short as a boy’s. The nose was well cut, and ea... ...n half sorry to leave her dear old school, half glad to go on to something new. She was evidently not so comfortable, while Miss Heath’s lowest teache... ...n’t you know, Skipjack, that’s the reason you don’t grow—” “Eh! What’s the new theory! Who says so, Babie?” came from the bottom of the table. “Nurse ... ... at all,” said Janet. There was a confused outcry of indignation, in which waves—crabs— boats and shrimps, were all mingled together, “I’m sure that’s... ...ou model, Carey?” Mary asked, and Allen volun- teered to show his mother’s groups and bas-reliefs, thereby much increasing the litter on the floor, an... ...me coloured, and white, flowering trees. “They said they would show me the Americans,” she said. “Why was it, mother? I thought Americans were like th... ...es, and a pond, and statues standing round it, and I don’t think they were Americans, for I know one was Diana, because she had a bow and quiver. I wa... ...companied by Nita Ray with her inseparable Janet, meaning to study village groups and rustic sports. The other ladies walked in the cool to meet them ... ...fternoon service, Sydney waited to exer- cise her choir once more in their musical duties; but Babie, hearing there was to be no rehearsal of the flow...