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...onicle of Froissart; and we cannot but hope that our sketch may serve as an inducement to some young readers to make acquaintance with the delectable old Canon for themselves, undeterred by the size of his tomes....

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... inducement to some young readers to make acquaintance with the delectable old Canon for themselves, undeterred by the size of his tomes. The story of... ...to “T eague of the Lea,” as related in Croker’s “Irish Fairy Legends.” The old French “Vie de Bertrand du Guesclin” has like- wise been drawn upon for... ...of the castle court were various flower-beds, the pride and delight of the old seneschal, Ralph Penrose, in his own esti- mation the most important pe... ...icorte was sacked and burnt by the Count de Bearn, I have seen little else—three stricken fields— two towns stormed—castles more than I can remember.”... ...d was waiting for his brother at Dax. Advancing immediately, at the end of three days they came in sight of the forces encamped around that town. Glor... ... from hang- ing—our gentle blood did us that service; but my father and my three brethren all were stone dead. The Count de Bearn had sworn to put an ... ... chose to be of the party. The torches shed their red glare over the stone arches on which the Castle rested, and there was a chill damp air and earth...

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...Excerpt: I lay ill through several weeks, and the usual tenor of my life became like an old remembrance. But this was not the effect of time so much as of the change in all my habits made by the helplessness and inaction of a sick-room. Before I had been confined to it many days, everything else seemed to have r...

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...y ill through several weeks, and the usual tenor of my life became like an old remembrance. But this was not the effect of time so much as of the chan... ...hink that they were unperformed, were soon as far off as the oldest of the old duties at Greenleaf or the summer afternoons when I went home from scho... ...rms and said, “It matters very little, Charley. I hope I can do without my old face very well.” I was presently so far advanced as to be able to sit u... ... same court as suitors would not be vitally changed and depreciated within three years—within two—within one. How can we stand amazed at poor Rick? A ... ...carry it out. I wish in business to be exact and open. I am a widower with three daughters—Emma, Jane, and Caroline—and my desire is so to discharge t... ...arly with ladies’ society, which I have most wished to mix in. But with my three daughters, Emma, Jane, and Caroline—and my aged father—I cannot affor... ...r stems, and to make the avenue a pave ment of light among high cathedral arches fantastically bro ken. Now the moon is high; and the great house, n...

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...and armour hung. And ‘this’ he said ‘was Hugh’s at Agincourt; And that was old Sir Ralph’s at Ascalon: A good knight he! we keep a chronicle With all ... ...ound the stony helm, And robed the shoulders in a rosy silk, That made the old warrior from his ivied nook Glow like a sunbeam: near his tomb a feast... ...rior lady-clad; which brought My book to mind: and opening this I read Of old Sir Ralph a page or two that rang With tilt and tourney; then the tale ... ...a nobleman from thence: He, dying lately, left her, as I hear, The lady of three castles in that land: Through her this matter might be sifted clean.’... ...is cheek in lines; A little dry old man, without a star, Not like a king: three days he feasted us, And on the fourth I spake of why we came, And my ... ...s, A thought flashed through me which I clothed in act, Remembering how we three presented Maid Or Nymph, or Goddess, at high tide of feast, In masque... ...ed peacock down with that: Some to a low song oared a shallop by, Or under arches of the marble bridge Hung, shadowed from the heat: some hid and sou...

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... welcome to weary mariners, after the perils and annoyances of a voyage of three days, or whether the place is in itself extraordinarily beautiful, ne... ... words, “Stop her!” and the obedient vessel came to a stand-still, at some three hundred yards from the little town, with its white houses clambering ... ..., and ornamented with a shin- ing gold cord. A little squat boat, rowed by three ragged gallegos, came bouncing up to the ship. Into this Mr. Bundy ... ... farthing,—streamed out. “They know that flag, sir,” said the good-natured old tar, quite solemnly, in the evening afterwards:“they respect it, sir. ”... ... penny!” in all voices, from extreme youth to the most lousy and venerable old age. When it is said that these beggars were as ragged as those of Ire... ... bronze baton on his broad-flanked brazen charger. We only saw these state old lions in Lisbon, whose roar has long since ceased to frighten one. Firs... ... wait there for unwary travellers like ourselves, whom he pitched down the arches into the ravines below, and there robbed them at lei- sure. So that ... ...ere robbed them at lei- sure. So that all we saw was the door and the tall arches of the aqueduct, and by the time we returned to town it was time to ... ...the house- doors are all open, and the women of the families sit under the arches in the court. There was the fig-girl, beautiful beyond all others, w...

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...l economy in Frankfort. I had brought from home a box containing a thousand very cheap cigars. By way of experiment, I stepped into a little shop in a... ...housand very cheap cigars. By way of experiment, I stepped into a little shop in a queer old back street, took four gaily decorated boxes of wax match... ... offense now kneels before me, rise as knight; knavish you have acted, and Knave of Bergen shall you be called henceforth, and gladly the Black knight... ... more but only waited. In a short time the shrill piping of a coming train was heard, and immediately groups of people began to gather in the street. ... ...y upheaval of vivid green foli- age, a rifle-shot removed, rises the huge ruin of Heidelberg 9 A Tramp Abroad Castle, [2. See Appendix B] with empty ... ...ed hill, forest- clad, and beyond that a nobler and loftier one. The Castle looks down upon the compact brown-roofed town; and from the town two pictu... ... of streets jeweled with twinkling lights; there were rows of lights on the bridges; these flung lances of light upon the water, in the black shadows ... ...opinion about the mystery than the jay that went there before him. They ex- amined the house all over, too. The door was standing half open, and at la... ... gathered a considerable procession of little boys and girls, and so went in some state to the castle. It proved to be an extensive pile of crumbling ...

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...mpenitent thief, deserted from the schooner. The whole episode takes about three pages of his autobiography. Nothing to speak of; but as I looked them... ... so well by the side of Giorgio Viola the Garibaldino, the Idealist of the old, humanitarian revolutions. For myself I needed there a Man of the Peopl... ...les to market with a bundle of sugar-cane or a basket of maize worth about threepence, are well aware that heaps of shining gold lie in the gloom of t... ...me sort for certain—talked over a gambling, good-for-nothing mozo, and the three stole a donkey to carry for them a bundle of dry sticks, a water-skin... ... would care to venture a naked sole before sunset. On the Little Isabel an old ragged palm, with a thick bulging trunk rough with spines, a very witch... ...reasure in silver ingots, failed completely. Even the little hotel kept by old Giorgio, standing alone halfway between the harbour and the town, escap... ...s of plants in pots, ranged on the balustrade between the pilasters of the arches, screened the corredor with their leaves and flowers from the quadra...

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...myself being disposed of in that way. The caul was won, I recollect, by an old lady with a hand-basket, who, very reluctantly, produced from it the st... ...ut it. The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither my mother nor Miss ... ... were really too wicked for their peace of mind, some weatherbeaten ragged old rooks -nests, burdening their higher branches, swung like wrecks upon a... ... of dif- ference respecting it, except when Mr. Copperfield objected to my threes and fives be- ing too much like each other, or to my putting curly t... ...ferred to her very much more than usual, it occurred to me and we were all three excel- lent friends; still we were different from what we used to be,... ...ailor s. I must not forget that we went on board the yacht, where they all three descended into the cabin, and were busy with some papers. I saw them ... ...ng about the Adelphi, because it was a mys- terious place, with those dark arches. I see myself emerging one evening from some of these arches, on a l... ...penlow s room. Mr. Spenlow s in Court, ma am, said the dry man; it s an Arches day; but it s close by, and I ll send for him directly. As we were ... ...ise) as Libels, and some as being in the Consistory Court, and some in the Arches Court, and some in the Prerogative Court, and some in the Admiralty ...

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...au, a short little man, apoplectic in con- stitution and about sixty years old, had already gone through several attacks of gout. Now, among the petty... ...the pavement of the Cloister was likely to be dry, and as the abbe had won three francs ten sous in his rubber with Madame de Listomere, he bore the r... ...est. Be- sides, he was fondling his chimera,—a desire already twelve years old, the desire of a priest, a desire formed anew every evening and now, ap... ...cover, where the narrow street enters the Cloister, several vestiges of an old arcade, which formerly made a portico to these ecclesias- tical dwellin... ...he possessed. The apartment was like a beautiful woman in rags. But two or three years later, an old lady having left the Abbe Chapeloud two thousand ... ...pon the vicar that the gallery had long had; it dazzled him. Lastly, about three years before the Abbe Chapeloud’s death, he completed the comfort of ... ...rn, respect followed him; that bent face was in harmony with the yellowing arches 23 Balzac of the cathedral; the folds of his cassock fell in monume...

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...Irregularly shed among a forest of columns and arcades which supported the three naves of the cathedral, the gleam of these masses of candles barely l... ...astic forms which increased the darkness that already wrapped in gloom the arches, the vaulted ceilings, and the lateral chapels, always sombre, even ... ...g chests of the intoning clergy, sent a murmuring echo through the distant arches, and the hushed assembly were awaiting the beneficent words of the a... ...sed the same thought,—a caustic, jeering thought, a silent slan- der. T wo old women shook their heads, and gave each other a glance that seemed to di... ...nce left for a moment the vellum page of the prayer-book and turned to the old man whom the young man had designated. What terrible complicity was in ... ...icity was in that glance? When the young woman had cautiously examined the old seigneur, she drew a long breath and raised her forehead, adorned with ... ...l in being near you, in hearing you speak to me. I have made plans,—two or three plans,—and now that I see you all seems accomplished.” “But I am lost... ...re grieved by the 17 Balzac loss he had met with than by the death of his three servants, Maitre Cornelius lived alone in his house with the old Flem...

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...y the children are one great attraction. Do you know how many there are?’ ‘Three; but if Albinia knows their ages she involves them 4 Yo n g e in a d... ...resting romance. I am sure I pity the poor man heartily, but to see her at three-and-twenty , with her sweet face and high spirits, give herself away ... ...ghbour.’ ‘Does she know nothing of the Meadows’ family?’ ‘Nothing but that old Mrs. Meadows lives in the town with one unmarried daughter. She speaks ... ...er had the hap to live with sensible women.’ ‘When their children grew too old for India, she came into some little property at Bayford Bridge, which ... ...drooping and wretched, that he insisted on bringing him home with him, and old Mrs. Meadows and her daughter almost forced him to accept the invitatio... ...r favourite niece to a retired East India Company’s servant—a widower with three children. 9 The Young Step-Mother CHAPTER II CHAPTER II CHAPTER II C... ...mptoms of plans for a grand reception with speeches, cheers, and triumphal arches, which caused Sophy to say she hoped that he would come suddenly wit...

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...nd gemmary, Fortunato, like his countrymen, was a quack—but in the matter of old wines he was sincere. In this respect I did not differ from him mater... ...ued our route in search of the Amontillado. We passed through a range of low arches, descended, passed The Cask of Amontillado 6 on, and descending a... ...piled to the vault overhead, in the fashion of the great catacombs of Paris. Three sides of this interior crypt were still ornamented in this manner. ... ...nes, we perceived a still interior recess, in depth about four feet in width three, in height six or seven. It seemed to have been constructed for no ... ...to its position; I plastered it up. Against the new masonry I re erected the old rampart of bones. For the half of a century no mortal has disturbed t...

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...in the out set, that they must never expect to know it. I am not a churlish old man. Friendless I can never be, for all mankind are my kindred, and I... ...luence upon my home and heart. I live in a venerable suburb of London, in an old house which in bygone days was a famous resort for merry roysterers a... ...that sometimes I am tempted to believe that faint responses to the noises of old times linger there yet, and that these ghosts of sound haunt my foots... ...esume. Besides this, he interrupted the good citizen just as he had reckoned three hundred and seventy two fat capons, and was carrying them over to t... ...nly bidding him ‘go out of his private counting house, ’ brought forward the three hun dred and seventy two fat capons, and went on with his account.... ... were present to the citizen’s mind for a moment; but by the time he reached three hundred and eighty one fat capons, he had quite forgotten him. Joe ... ...ns 71 occurrence. The shops upon the bridge were all closed; the low wooden arches thrown across the way were like so many black pits, in every one o... ...ich made Will feel as though light itself were dead, and its tomb the dreary arches that frowned above, they placed the coffin in the vault, with unco...

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...feet showed that her lord was returning, and, com- mitting the girl to her old nurse, she went down to the hall to receive him. The grave, grizzled wa... ...t on his cross- legged, round-backed chair, and a boy of some twelve years old stood before him, in a sullen attitude, one foot over the other, and hi... ...mortar into the plan of a castle. “How dost thou, Leonard?” he asked. “Did old Hal strike very hard?” “I reck not,” growled Leonard. “How long will my... ...es. It was a low-browed chapel of Norman or even older days, with circular arches and heavy round piers, and so dark that the gleam of the candles was... ...e went down the turret stair into the cloister—a beau- tiful succession of arches round a green court—she met a novice and a girl about her own age; t... ...ered by the west door with the long vista of clustered columns and pointed arches before them. Low sounds of mass being said at different altars met t... ...uchess Cecily, tall, fair, and stately , sailed into the hall, followed by three fair daugh- ters, while Warwick, her nephew, though nearly of the sam... ...ttack. So on a May morning the old, weather-beaten Dacre pen- non with its three crusading scallop-shells, was uplifted in the court, and round it mus... ...ll, as he well knew, had been shriven only last Friday; Leonard muttered, “Three days since, when I was dubbed knight, ere the battle.” “That suffices...

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...ient shepherd’s tale to learn; Though oft he stop in rustic fear, Lest his old legends tire the ear Of one who, in his simple mind, May boast of book-... ...ed sons of little men, Essay to break a feeble lance In the fair fields of old romance; Or seek the moated castle’s cell, Where long through talisman ... ...strels made, Of Ascapart, and Bevis bold, And that Red King, who, while of old, Through Boldrewood the chase he led, By his loved huntsman’s arrow ble... ...art and hind. Yon thorn—perchance whose prickly spears Have fenced him for three hundred years, While fell around his green compeers – Yon lonely thor... ...he isle. 44 Marmion X. In Saxon strength that abbey frowned, With massive arches broad and round, That rose alternate, row and row, On ponderou... ...wn. 46 Marmion XIII. Then Whitby’s nuns exulting told, How to their house three barons bold Must menial service do; While horns blow out a note of... ... secret laid; But none may know the place, Save of his holiest servants three, Deep sworn to solemn secrecy, Who share that wondrous grace. 48 ... ... executioner Were blindfold when transported there. In low dark rounds the arches hung, From the rude rock the side-walls sprung; The grave-stones, ru... ...rance of the porch: Reflecting back the smoky beam, The dark-red walls and arches gleam. Hewn stones and cement were displayed, And building tools in ...

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... with in case of a Ghibelline outbreak before she got to school, at the same old stand where they sell the same old cake to this day and it is just as... ... a little rusty on his law, but he rubbed up for this book, and those two or three legal chapters are right and straight, now. He told me so himself. ... ...is second day of January, 1893, at the Villa Viviani, village of Settignano, three miles back of Florence, on the hills—the same certainly affording t... ...ked with hollyhocks, marigolds, touch me nots, prince’s feathers, and other old fashioned flowers; while on the windowsills of the houses stood woode... ...s the sole business street. It was six blocks long, and in each block two or three brick stores, three stories high, towered above interjected bunches... ...of it. The town was sleepy and comfortable and contented. It was fifty years old, and was growing slowly—very slowly, in fact, but still it was growin... ...oceans in maps, and that they form various clearly defined patterns, such as arches, circles, long curves, whorls, etc., and that these patters differ...

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...ll countries in times of civil or religious wars. Chil- dren, young girls, old men shared the monarchial fever to which the country was then a victim.... ...ncapable of deny- ing his political faith, anxious even to confess it, the old baron remained in Paris in the midst of his enemies. Ginevra Piombo was... ...looked at her to give her pain. She inspired such keen attraction that her old father caused her, as matter of precaution, to be ac- companied to and ... ...t Labedoyere!” he added. “Oh, Labedoyere!” 25 Balzac At this cry they all three looked at one another in silence, each comprehending the others’ thou... ... not come; the next day another girl was missing, and so on, till the last three or four who were left came no more. Ginevra and Laure, her little fri... ...e, her little friend, were the sole oc- cupants of the deserted studio for three or four days. Ginevra did not observe this falling off, nor ask the c... ...ad, the enchanting socket of her eyes, the purity and whiteness of the two arches beneath which the eyes themselves turned slowly, expressing the happ...

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...d not come from a Danish tin, cutlets, and even a dish of potatoes. It was three weeks since I had seen a real, live potato. I contemplated them with ... ... even worse: impolitic. All I could do at the moment was to keep on in the old groove. “Are the provisions generally dear here?” I asked, fretting inw... ...ted by this. He and the ship had been getting on in years together and the old gentleman imagined this strange event to be the forerunner of his own e... ... Fortune He went away mincingly to his desk. He amused me. He resembled an old maid, a commercial old maid, shocked by some impropriety. Was it a comm... ...ed workman able to fit up shelves in a day, and he could procure me two or three dozen good plants— The tips of his thick, round fingers rested compos... ...ut placidly. “Eight of the principal clerks, the manager, that’s nine, you three gentlemen, that’s twelve. It needn’t be very expen- 19 Joseph Conrad... ... which stood wide open on to a verandah or rather loggia running its brick arches along the garden side of the house. It was really a magnificent gard...

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...with its red bark and its majestic parasol; here a cedar two hundred years old, weeping willows, a Norway spruce, and a beech which overtops them all;... ...ar shrubs,—a yew trimmed in a way that recalls some long-decayed garden of old France, 9 Balzac and magnolias with hortensias at their feet. In short... ...r thousand acres of woodland, a park of some nine hundred acres, the mill, three leased farms, another immense farm at Conches, and vineyards,—the who... ...these charm- ing streams of water; the estate was originally called in the old title-deeds “Les Aigues-Vives” to distinguish it from “Aigues-Mortes”; ... ... Madame du Barry, she buried her diamonds. At that time she was only fifty-three 14 Sons of the Soil years of age, and according to her lady’s-maid, ... ...ing more than the dry particulars of tech- nical writers, who for the last three thousand years have told us about left and right wings and centres be... ...olding the infant Jesus. The sides of the structure are externally of five arches, defined by stone ribs and lighted by windows with small panes. The ...

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...te fine and smooth when I laid it on the green green waving grass. I am an old woman now and my good looks are gone but that’s me my dear over the pla... ...“Mrs. Lirriper I’m sorry as ever I touched you, for you’re a kind motherly old thing,” and it made me think that I had often wished I had been a mothe... ...d again and said while she patted my face “Then why do you wear such queer old caps you dear old thing? if you hadn’t worn such queer old caps I don’t... ... picious taking it along with Parliament, so when the gentle- man proposed three months certain and the money in advance and leave then reserved to re... ...y and the Second and the parlours were as friendly as could be wished. The three months paid for had run out and we had got without any fresh overture... ...m been out for more than an airing in our own street where she knew two or three little children belonging to neighbours and had sometimes stood among... ...a steady quick walk with her arms folded before her,—among the dark dismal arches she went in a wild way with her arms opened wide, as if they were wi...

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...rtifications to keep out the enemy, and their houses spread out beyond the old walls; and the country houses had windows and doors large and wide open... ... but the hay or harvest carts, creaking under their load, and drawn by the old mare, with a cow to help her. Beyond lay a few small fields, and then a... ... frock and stout gaiters. He was watching the fifteen sheep and lambs, the old goose and gander and their nine children, the three cows, eight pigs, a... ...een sheep and lambs, the old goose and gander and their nine children, the three cows, eight pigs, and the old donkey which got their living there. Fr... ...“God grant us happier days for bringing it forth,” said the clergyman. All three bared their heads, and Mr. Holworth uttered a few words of prayer and... ...et out the table with a very clean, though coarse cloth, five brown bowls, three horn spoons and two wooden ones, one drink- ing horn, a couple of red... ...S VENN’S VENN’S VENN’S TR TR TR TR TROOP OOP OOP OOP OOP “Ye abbeys and ye arches, Ye old cathedrals dear, The hearts that love you tremble, And yo...