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...Life of John Coleridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands By Charlotte Mary Yonge A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Pub... ...tion Life of John Coleridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands by Charlotte M. Yonge is a publication of the Pennsylvania State Un... ...nto the regular tastes of the refined, fas- tidious Eton boy; wrote of the cut of his first tail-coat that ‘this is really an important thing;’ and ha... ...ny have nobly carried out, of unselfish duty and devotion in their several stations. Balliol had, under the mastership of Dr. Jenkyns, attained pre-em... ...om the Montanvert, with our alpenstocks, plenty of ropes, and a hatchet to cut steps in the ice. We walked quickly over the Mer de Glace, and in about... ...tadike. ‘But to reverse this process, to cram positive teaching down their throats upon the authority of the Church before they know what the Church i... ...ue, and such an idea of distance is given by the great transparency of the air. It is full moon too now, and I walk the deck from eleven to twelve eve... ...rubs and flowers in full bloom. Midwinter, recollect. The fragrance of the air, the singing of the birds, the fresh smell (it was raining a little and... ...’s MS. grammar. One letter, written «;, but pronounced a sort of rg in the throat, yet not like an ordinary guttural, she declares took two years to l...

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...usmore; What reins were tightened in despair, When rose Benledi’s ridge in air; Who flagged upon Bochastle’s heath, Who shunned to stem the flooded T ... ...essed, With drooping tail and humbled crest; But still the dingle’s hollow throat Prolonged the swelling bugle-note. The owlets started from their dre... ...d, Each plant or flower, the mountain’s child. Here eglantine embalmed the air, Hawthorn and hazel mingled there; The primrose pale and violet flower ... ...d, In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mounta... ...ew, And morning dawned on Benvenue. 23 Sir Walter Scott CANTO SECOND. The Island. I. At morn the black-cock trims his jetty wing, ‘T is morning pr... ...took dirk and brand; With changed cheer, the mower blithe Left in the half-cut swath his scythe; The herds without a keeper strayed, The plough was in... ...ugh the toil, Like mountain-cat who guards her young, Full at Fitz-James’s throat he sprung; Received, but recked not of a wound, And locked his arms ... ...y feast and minstrel lay; Soon were dismissed the courtly throng, And soon cut short the festal song. Nor less upon the saddened town The evening sunk... ...The simple meal her care prepared, While Lufra, crouching by her side, Her station claimed with jealous pride, And Doug]as, bent on woodland game, Spo...

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............................................. 19 Oh! there are spirits of the air, ......................................................................... ...ey breathe their spells towards the departing day, Encompassing the earth, air, stars, and sea; Light, sound, and motion own the potent sway, Respondi... ...r murmurs not. _65 Ay, many flowering islands lie In the waters of wide Agony: To such a one this morn was led, M... ... _90 The waveless plain of Lombardy, Bounded by the vaporous air, Islanded by cities fair; Underneath Day’s azure eyes 60 V olume Two Ocean’... ...attle, T wo scorpions under one wet stone, T wo bloodless wolves whose dry throats rattle, T wo crows perched on the murrained cattle, T wo vipers tan... ...ing clouds among, Hovering inverse o’er its accustomed prey; Till from its station in the Heaven of fame _10 The Spirit’s whi... ... _215 Ye the oracle have heard: Lift the victory-flashing sword. And cut the snaky knots of this foul gordian word, Which, weak itself as stubbl... ...by power, so now by admiration,— An athlete stripped to run From a remoter station For the high prize lost on Philippi’s shore:— As then Hope, T ruth,... ...Thou wilt never come for pity, Thou wilt come for pleasure; Pity then will cut away Those cruel wings, and thou wilt stay. 5. 5. 5. 5. 5. I love all t...

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...eir folly they had slain their brother Phoeus. T elamon dwelt in the Attic island; but Peleus departed and made his home in Phthia. (ll. 95 104) Afte... ... fell prone on both its horns. Their comrades quickly severed the victims’ throats, and flayed the hides: they sundered the joints and carved the fles... ... and flayed the hides: they sundered the joints and carved the flesh, then cut out the sacred thigh bones, and covering them all together closely with... ... sea, if haply he should escape. And fishermen dragged him to shore at the island of Oenoe, formerly Oenoe, but afterwards called Sicinus from Sicinus... ...ilt cham bers, behold as it rises above their homes, and through the dark air it charms their eyes with its fair red gleam and the maid rejoices, lov... ...rdy stump of vine that grew in the forest, a tree exceeding old; this they cut down, to be the sacred image of the mountain goddess; and Argus smoothe... ...r swords on their shields, so that the ill omened cry might be lost in the air the wail which the people were still send ing up in grief for their ki... ...d of a cubit’s depth and heaped up billets of wood, and over it he cut the throat of the sheep, and duly placed the carcase above; and he kindled the ... ...orsemen. And they found Aeetes and the tribes of the Colchians; these were stationed on the Caucasian heights, but the king by the winding brink of th...

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...t not forbidding. There was nothing about it of a grim derelict. It had an air of expectant life. One after an- other I made out the familiar faces wa... ... BRIG THE SHALLOW SEA that foams and murmurs on the shores of the thousand islands, big and little, which make up the Malay Archipelago has been for c... ...land and water—for the sea was as much their country as the earth of their islands—has fallen a prey to the western race—the reward of superior streng... ...sman and or- dered curtly: “Shift the helm back again. Don’t you feel the air from aft? You are like a dummy standing there.” The Malay revolved the ... ...rikes me, sir, that, for calms, this here sea is a devil of loc-ality.” He cut “locality” in two with an emphatic pause. It was a good word. He was pl... ...spoke quietly. “I am going forward now, sir, with the tindal. We’re all at stations.” “Aye, Mr. Shaw. Very good. Mind they don’t board you—but I can h... ...d. And yet I know every inch of that land— over there.” Carter cleared his throat and began to talk in his slow drawl. He seemed to dole out facts, to... ... a man so ready to shoot, you seem very trust- ful,” drawled Carter. “If I cut adrift in a squall, I stand a pretty fair chance not to see you again.”... ... serious. “Never fear,” he said, “I won’t slip away. If there is to be any throat-cutting—as you seem to hint—mine will be there, too, I promise you, ...

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... its original appella- tion of “Horican.”* Winding its way among countless islands, and imbedded in mountains, the “holy lake” extended a dozen league... ...rning drums, whose rattling echoes were heard issuing, on the damp morning air, out of every vista of the woods, just as day began to draw the shaggy ... ...not of home raising, but is from foreign lands, or perhaps from the little island itself over the blue water?” he said, in a voice as remarkable for t... ...arance was not altogether that of a warrior. On the contrary, there was an air of neglect about his person, like that which might have proceeded from ... ...ked Cora. Alice hesitated no longer; but giving her Narrangansett* a smart cut of the whip, she was the first to dash aside the slight branches of the... ...ri- ated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat, when bounding to the edge of the river it fell, dyeing the waters w... ...st your eyesight afore losing your way, for the road across the portage is cut to a good two rods, and is as grand a path, I calculate, as any that ru... ...s a natural temptation! ’twas very natural! Come, friends, let us move our station, and in such fashion, too, as will throw the cunning of a Mingo on ... ...uture movements ap- peared to devolve; “it would be time lost to cut their throats, and cast them into the river; and to leave them here would be to t...

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...took one step too many, and always went to his destination by the shortest cut; he made no superfluous gestures, and was never seen to be moved or agi... ...rt dunces depicted by Moliere with a bold gaze and a nose held high in the air; he was an honest fellow, with a pleasant face, lips a trifle protrudin... ...amed paintings. A flunkey handed him an uncut Times, which he proceeded to cut with a skill which betrayed familiarity with this delicate operation. T... ...obbery a well-dressed gentleman of polished manners, and with a well-to-do air, had been observed going to and fro in the paying room where the crime ... ...cab and drove rapidly to Charing Cross. The cab stopped before the railway station at twenty minutes past eight. Passepartout jumped off the box and f... ...ollowed his master, who, after pay- ing the cabman, was about to enter the station, when a poor beggar-woman, with a child in her arms, her naked feet... ...mbay came distinctly into view. The steamer entered the road formed by the islands in the bay, and at half-past four she hauled up at the quays of Bom... ...ose fine remains of Buddhist archi- tecture, the Kanherian grottoes of the island of Salcette. Having transacted his business at the passport office, ... ... deck. The latter, without a word, made a rush for him, grasped him by the throat, and, much to the amusement of a group of Americans, who immediately...

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...ith which the Queen danced still once with the Knave of Bergen.” CHAPTER II: Heidelberg Landing a Monarch at Heidelberg WE STOPPED AT A HOTEL by the r... ...nch or more, the leather straps of which bound their ears flat against their heads were wound around and around with thick wrappings which a sword cou... ...egan to rain blows down upon each other with such light- ning rapidity that I could not quite tell whether I saw the swords or only flashes they made ... ...understand why the opposing sword was not beaten down under the assault. Presently, in the midst of the sword-flashes, I saw a handful of hair skip in... ... be endangered. Fatal accidents are possible, however. For instance, the student’s sword may break, and the end of it fly up behind his antagonist’s e... ... catalogue is at least as happy as that which distinguishes an inscription upon a certain picture in Rome—to wit: “Revelations-View. St. John in Patte... ... customary for dragon-killers to take a daughter for pay. So the most renowned knights came from the four corners of the earth and retired down the dr... ...oo far gone to resist. He had a round body the size of a pea. The little ant—observing that I was notic- ing—turned him on his back, sunk his fangs in... ... or anything else if left to their own devices. This is an argument of some value in support of the theory that they were the original colonists of th...

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...that my heart bleeds, when I think of his sufferings in that lonely sea girt island, far away, poor man, from all his friends. It is an island covered... ...an that Ulysses should get home, we should first send Mercury to the Ogygian island to tell Calypso that we have made up our minds and that he is to r... ...o less value in return.” With these words she flew away like a bird into the air, but she had given T elemachus courage, and had made him think more t... ...ver the middle of the as sembly they wheeled and circled about, beating the air with their wings and glaring death into the eyes of them that were be... ... for having helped us so far on our way . Four days later Diomed and his men stationed their ships in Argos, but I held on for Pylos, and the wind nev... ...ou have said is well; now, however, order the tongues of the vic tims to be cut, and mix wine that we may make drink offerings to Neptune, and the ot... ...l Thrasymedes dealt his blow, and brought the heifer down with a stroke that cut through the tendons at the base of her neck, whereon the daughters an... ...n they lifted the heifer’s head from off the ground, and Pisistratus cut her throat. When she had done bleeding and was quite dead, they cut her up. T... ...best in all my flocks. When I had prayed sufficiently to the dead, I cut the throats of the two sheep and let the blood run into the trench, whereon t...

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...oard. But the Babbitt whose god was Modern Appliances was not pleased. The air of the bathroom was thick with the smell of a heathen tooth- paste. “Ve... ... put on the rest of his uniform as a Solid Citizen. The gray suit was well cut, well made, and completely undistinguished. It was a standard suit. Whi... ...tiful indolence on a Sunday morning, there were no signs of it. It had the air of being a very good room in a very good hotel. One expected the chambe... ...ri- ties—oh, Dad, there’s the sweetest little babies that come to the milk-station there!—and I feel as though I ought to be doing something worth whi... ... a cap-like mass of short gray curls and clothes which, no matter how well cut, seemed shaggy. Below his eyes were semicircular hollows, as though sil... ...me in after all!” “Yuh, you’re an old blow-hard, Georgie, you cheerful cut-throat, but you’ve certainly kept me going.” “Why don’t you divorce Zilla?”... ...rs from distributing roofing. Same with you. All we do is cut each other’s throats and make the public pay for it!” “Look here now, Paul! You’re prett... ... was famous at conversa- tion. He spoke reasonably of psychoanalysis, Long Island polo, and the Ming platter he had found in Vancouver. She promised t... ... trying to look like a member. Sixty men had come to the dinner. They made islands and eddies in the hall; they packed the elevator and the corners of...

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...; but stiff as was the attire, she had managed to give it a slight general air of disarrangement, to get her cap a little on one side, a stray curl lo... ...dangling lace on her arms, and to splash her robe with a puddle. He was in air, feature, and complexion a perfect little dark Frenchman. The contour o... ... eyes there to look at your fine green and gold, for the sake of the Paris cut; though a great lumber- ing fellow like you does not know how to show i... ...ng of her T elemaque; ‘that is quite right! Perhaps we shall see Calypso’s island.’ She begged hard to be allowed to sit up that evening to see the he... ...g the pleasant banks of Rhone. Tiers of vines on the hillsides were mostly cut and trimmed like currant bushes, and disappointed Arthur, who had ex- p... ...nterested in it, and varied in opinion whether she should prefer Calypso’s island or Crusoe’s, which she took for as much matter of fact as did, a cen... ...per path, for all the load at my back, or I should have been flying at the throats of the cowardly vultures, and then what would have become of M. l’A... ...ng them. The Moor returned the word ‘Cabeleyzes,’ with gestures signifying throat-cut- ting and slavery, also that these present hosts regarded them a... ...was horrified at the idea of a Chris- tian child among the wild Arabs. His station was Minorca, but he had just been at the Bay of Rosas, where poor C...

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... it reached the point nearest to the sources of the Susquehanna, whence it cut a lane through the forest to the head of the Otsego. The boats and bagg... ...ar occupation of fifty miles on the banks of the Mohawk, together with the islands of Nassau and Staten, and a few insulated settlements on chosen lan... ... cold climate. Large buffalo-skins trimmed around the edges with red cloth cut into festoons, covered the back of the sleigh, and were spread over its... ...nex- pected report, the buck sprang from the snow to a great height in the air, and directly a second discharge, similar in sound to the first, follow... ... leathern sheath, which was stuck through his girdle, or sash, and cut the throat of the animal, “If there are two balls through the deer, I would ask... ...n makes right here, as well as in the old country, for what I can see.” An air of sullen dissatisfaction pervaded the manner of the hunter during the ... ...t, accompanied by the slut he had mentioned; “see where the wolves bit his throat, the night I druv them from the venison that was smoking on the chim... ...s a sectary; was intrusted by his associates with many important political stations; and died just in time to escape the knowledge of his own poverty.... ...g figure reported himself to be a native of the county of Cornwall, in the island of Great Britain. His boyhood had passed in the neighborhood of the ...

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...eristics of aquiline features, dark gray eyes, and beautiful teeth, had an air of fragility and easy languor that showed his exercise of 6 The Trial ... ...at do I find him doing the next thing, but operating upon one of the worst throats he could find! I told him he was as bad as young Ward; I hate his i... ...t so from the way he looked at me; but speech had long been lost, and that throat was dreadful suffering. Well, “In their death they were not divided.... ... want me.’ ‘You had better go home by dinner-time, that Ethel may get some air. Perhaps I shall want one of you in the evening to be with them at the ... ... is glad it should be so. He is out on the sofa to-day, but he is terribly cut up.’ ‘And Leonard?’ ‘I see some improvement—Burdon does not—but I think... ...il Ward was naturally a plump, well-looking girl of eighteen, with clearly-cut features, healthy highly-coloured com- plexion, and large bright hazel ... ...NDAY morning, the two convalescents shook hands in the waiting-room at the station, surveying each other rather curiously; while Ethel, trying to conq... ...rade and pier soon seen, and are tantalized by having no time for Portland Island, only con- tenting ourselves with an inspection of shop fossils, whi... ...es, and every one that is worth anything. I say, Ave, when I go out to the islands, you are coming too?’ ‘Oh yes! I know I could do a great deal. If n...

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...y— Over Himalaya— Far and sure our bands have gone— Hy-Brasil or Babylon, Islands of the Southern Run, And cities of Cathaia! And we all praise famo... ...cayed roots and adjusted the slide. “‘Gives one no end of a profes- sional air, I think. Here’s Clay Minor’s geological hammer. Beetle can carry that.... ...ing confusedly from his father, while the old gentleman made noises in his throat. “Do you know who I am?” he gurgled at last; Stalky and Beetle quaki... ...hen they were out of ear-shot. “He can’t keep a secret. He’s followin’ to cut off our line of re- treat. He’ll wait at the baths till Heffy comes alo... ...t like the notice-boards, and he don’t like the prickles either. Now we’ll cut up the tunnel and go to the Lodge. Hullo! They’ve sent Foxy into cover.... ...conflict.” (Here Stalky snapped down the black silk domino and assumed the air of a judge.) “He has oppressed Beetle, McTurk, and me, privatim et seri... ...t goin’ to croak, the doctor said—and they stuck a tube or somethin’ in my throat, and the Head sucked out the stuff.” “Ugh! ‘Shot if I would!” “He ou... ... over their arms, the brakes waiting in the road below to take them to the station, their journey-money on the table. The Head began with Stalky, McT ... ..., you know, with the country going to the dogs?” “You’re quite right.” The island was then entering on five years of Mr. Gladstone’s rule; and the Gen...

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...stian, in one: and he must be a mem- ber of Parliament. Hence her isolated air. Now, when the ladies of Brookfield heard that their Pole, Polar, and N... ... uplifted point of the other, he observed that to sing abroad in the night air of an English Spring month was conclusive of imbecility; and that no im... ...d came up to her to console her for her loneliness, until Mr. Pericles had stationed himself at the back of her chair, and then Wilfrid nodded languid... ...ight in the woods. It qua- vered. One might have thought her caught by the throat. Emilia gazed at no one now. She rose, without a word or an apology,... ... Pericles. “The others did not think it very bad.” “Ah! bah!” Mr. Pericles cut her short. Had they been talking of matters secret and too sweet, Wilfr... ...you would perceive that she’s meant for more than to make a machine of her throat. What a throat it is! She has the most comical notion of things. I f... ..., and England too. We can’t get more than this handful in our tight little island. Unless born to it, of course. Well! we must be grateful that all ou... ...t- ish merchant imposingly before such a man. His daughters had completely cut him off from his cronies; and the sense of restriction, and compression... ...he candlestick, if I may dare to say so, to the candle; nor need any young islander despair of getting to himself her best gifts, while he has her uni...

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... figuratively speaking, pack my bag, rush away from Sulaco for a change of air and write a few pages of the “Mirror of the Sea.” But gener- ally, as I... ...s is the peninsula of Azuera, a wild chaos of sharp rocks and stony levels cut about by vertical ravines. It lies far out to sea like a rough head of ... ...eaks high behind the towering and serrated wall of the Cordillera, a clear-cut vision of dark peaks rearing their steep slopes on a lofty pedestal of ... ...y and black vapours that travel out slowly to seaward and vanish into thin air all along the front before the blazing heat of the day. The wast- ing e... ...eph Conrad their smooth trunks. A ravine extending the whole length of the island is full of bushes; and presenting a deep tangled cleft on the high s... ...ame played upon the plain by dwarfs mounted and on foot, yelling with tiny throats, under the mountain that seemed a colossal embodiment of si- lence.... ...orth Pole. And then we shall have the leisure to take in hand the outlying islands and continents of the earth. We shall run the world’s business whet... ...ial jocularity, his knowledge of the world, and his manner perfect for his station, in the midst of savage armed contests with his kind; Avellanos, po... ... prey of a democratic parody, the helpless victims of scoun- drels and cut-throats, our institutions a mockery, our laws a farce—a Guzman Bento our ma...

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...thing is heresy, worthless for knowing and wicked to consider. Our railway station is the final aspiration of architec- ture. Sam Clark’s annual hardw... ...ck blew wild. A girl on a hilltop; credulous, plastic, young; drinking the air as she longed to drink life. The eternal aching comedy of expectant you... ...s slipping past, she turned into a bacchanal, her tender eyes excited, her throat tense, as she slid down the room. During her three years of library ... ...with plaster of river mud, and ropes of twisted grass for laths. It has an air of centuries. In its solid rooms Carol and Kennicott found prints from ... ...led her shoulder with his arm. Relaxed after the walk, a chill nipping her throat, conscious of his warmth and power, she leaned gratefully against hi... ...he day coaches of the East are replaced by free chair cars, with each seat cut into two adjustable plush chairs, the head-rests covered with doubtful ... ...6 Main Street Luke Dawson, lender of money on mortgages, owner of Northern cut-over land, was a hesitant man in unpressed soft gray clothes, with bulg... ...ity was chang- ing in her vision to flushed youth and they were roaming an island in the yellow sea of chatter when she realized that the guests were ... ... gulls along a shore to which the netted foam crept out of dark- ness, the island of Aengus and the elder gods and the eternal glories that never were...

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...the English- man and Irishwoman resumed a certain resemblance to the yoked Islands. Henry Wilmers, I have said, deals exclusively with the wit and cha... ...tic said, when asked how it was that he could praise a certain poet. In an island of chills and fogs, coelum crebris imbribus ac nebulis foedum, the c... ...eneath the funereal orb of Glaucoma, in the thick midst of poniarded, slit-throat, rope-dependant fig- ures, placarded across the bosom Disillusioned,... ...tober day just before the brown leaves fall.’ Diana hummed a little of the air of Planxty Kelly, the favourite of her childhood, as Lady Dunstane well... ...nt of vantage. If it does not mean a carriage and Parisian millinery and a station for one of the stars of society, it means at any rate security; and... ...uld wish to live to her end. It seemed remote, where an invigorating upper air gave new bloom to her cheeks; but she kept one secret from her friend. ... ...on, Why things were not done, the things being confessedly to do; and they cut the knot: Men, men calling themselves statesmen, declined to perform th... ...r eyes against logic and the vaunted laws of economy. They are the knot we cut; or would cut, had we the sword. Diana did it to the tune of Garryowen ... ...e of lavender. A violet scarf loosely knotted over the bosom opened on her throat. The loop of her black hair curved under a hat of gray beaver. Memor...

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...te, the Presidio, the ocean, and even—on very clear days—to the Farrallone islands. For some time Victorine stood looking down at the great expanse of... ...rter; what do you expect?’ But one of the girls—you know her, Laurie Flagg—cut a dance with him last night and told him exactly why. Of course, Carter... ...eys, blocks rattled, hoisting-engines coughed and strangled, while all the air was redolent of oakum, of pitch, of paint, of spices, of ripe fruit, of... ...the seventh hadn’t. It was the body of the daughter of the governor of the island, a beautiful young girl of nineteen, whom everybody loved. I was sen... ...hat drowned people really don’t die till they come to the surface, and the air touches them. We say that the drowned who don’t come up still have some... ...onds, pickled water- melon rinds, candied quince, and “China nuts.” Travis cut the cheese into cubes with Condy’s pen- knife, and arranged the cubes i... ...dinner-gown that left her arms and neck bare. The line of the chin and the throat and the sweet round curve of the shoulder had in it something indesc... ...nd she was only nineteen. Suddenly his heart swelled, the ache came to his throat and the smart to his eyes. “Blixy,” he said, just above a whisper; “... ... the bay—the one with the flag- staff?” “I think that must be the lifeboat station.” “I wonder if we could go down and visit it. I think it would be g...

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...calm sea. The breeze was a warm and soft one; quite different to the rigid air we had left behind us, two days since, off the Isle of Wight. The bell ... ...ounding the head- 7 Thackeray land into Vigo Bay, passing a grim and tall island of rocky mountains which lies in the centre of the bay. Whether it i... ...e features of the landscape being lighted up with a wonderful clearness of air, which rarely adorns a view in our country. The sun had not yet set, bu... ...e and respectful, and whose clothes, though of a common cotton stuff, were cut and worn with a military neatness and precision. All the children whom ... ...e side of the armour of the noble old La V alette, whose heroism saved his island from the efforts of Mustapha and Dragut, and an army quite as fierce... ... into your ears; can’t gasp for breath, Miss MacWhirter’s wig is down your throat with half a pailful of suds in an in- stant—you are all soap. Wicked... ... Bedaween) has touchingly described Ibrahim Pasha’s paternal fondness, who cut off a black slave’s head for having dropped and maimed one of his child... ...- kling. They slipped down his opened jaws as the sausages do down clowns’ throats in a pantomime. His moustaches shone with grease, and it dripped do... ...ardens which spring up all of a sudden at its edge. Y ou can see the first Station-house on the Suez Road; and so from distance- point to point, could...