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...which o’er them shed tears feelingly and fast. “His life was one long war with self-sought foes, Or friends by him self-banished; for his mi... ...au may be said to have done for Switzerland what the author of the Waverly Novels did for Scotland, turning its mountains, lakes and islands, formerly... ...suality, almost from my birth, preserved my purity beyond the age when the cold- est constitutions lose their insensibility; long tormented, without k... ...is, my conduct was pre- determined, I was resolved not to return. Madam de War- rens, seeing her endeavors would be fruitless, became less explicit, a... ...ould I perceive on her part any desire to forward it; her behavior was not colder, but more distant than usual, and I believe she avoided my looks for... ...sseau its feelings, whenever I encountered a similar disposition; but dry, cold interrogatories, without any sign of blame or approbation on my answer... ...some one prevented me. The good bishop, who that day was visiting Madam de War- rens, did not remain idle; he took her into the garden, where they wen... ...ian who had taken up his residence in my neighborhood; telling me he was a spy whom the minister of France had appointed to watch my proceedings. This... ...ves, nor take away from the oppressed. I will never believe Sauttern was a spy, nor that he be- trayed me: but I was deceived by him. When I opened to...

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...e second. “For whom is this, Miss Jemima?” said Miss Pinkerton, with awful coldness. “For Becky Sharp,” answered Jemima, trembling very much, and blus... ...e was a dear little creature; and a great mercy it is, both in life and in novels, which (and the latter especially) abound in villains of the most so... ... he is a lofty man of genius, and admires the great and heroic in life and novels; and so had better take warning and go elsewhere. Well, then. The fl... ...ead under the neckcloth, shaking very much—”that is, yes—what abomina- bly cold weather, Miss”—and herewith he fell to poking the fire with all his mi... ...d?” said her husband, “and that a woman of your years and size is to catch cold, in such an abominable damp place?” ‘The children must have someone wi... ...ys. So these worthy people sat down to dinner presently. They talked about war and glory, and Boney and Lord Wellington, and the last Gazette. In thos... ...the presentation of the living, Hodson; none of that breed shall get it, I war’nt”; and Mr. Hodson said he was quite right: and I have no doubt from t... ...quarrelled, all his outgoings and incom- ings you know, as if you were his spy. V ery soon then after her arrival, Rebecca began to take a regular pla... ...s well as the particulars of the night’s conver- sation; the politics; the war; the quarter-sessions; the famous run with the H.H., and those heavy an...

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...e Arkansas (about a month out from their start ing point), where a tribe of war whooping savages swarmed out to meet and murder them; but they appeal... ...cality as Marquette had before been greeted by them— with the booming of the war drum and the flourish of arms. The Virgin composed the difficulty in ... ...d of every line very long. When he was done they all fetched a kind of Injun war whoop, and then another was sung. It begun:— “There was a woman ... ...head with the lightning, and purr myself to sleep with the thunder! When I’m cold, I bile the Gulf of Mexico and bathe in it; when I’m hot I fan mysel... ...nothing but an old empty bar’l. “‘An empty bar’l!’ says I, ‘why,’ says I, ‘a spy glass is a fool to your eyes. How can you tell it’s an empty bar’l?’ ... ...together. But none of them herded with Dick Allbright. They all give him the cold shake. If he come around where any of the men was, they split up and... ...ong St. Louis wharf, and very humbly inquired for the pilots, but got only a cold shoulder and short words from mates and clerks. I had to make the be... ... hunt for the best water, the pilot on duty watching his movements through a spy glass, meantime, and in some instances assisting by signals of the b... ... glance, that the ‘Pennsylvania’ was in no danger, Brown gathered up the big spy glass, war club fash ion, and ordered me out of the pilot house with...

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... ward off heavy boxes seemed at the moment a natural incident of human life. Cold, wet, clamour, dead opposition to progress, such as one encounters i... ...sat on my valise, too crushed to observe my neighbours; but as they were all cold, and wet, and weary, and driven stupidly crazy by the mismanagement ... ...a number, and proceeded to deal with my pack- ages. And here came the tug of war. I wished to give up my packages into safe keeping; but I did not wis... ...about the rail- ing, and made a shift to wash his face and neck and hands; a cold, an insufficient, and, if the train is moving rapidly, a somewhat da... ...rvatory on the top of a fruit-waggon, and sat by the hour upon that perch to spy about me, and to spy in vain for something new. It was a world almost... ...; then three shots (they all struck poor Tom, I suppose); then they gave the war hoop, and as many as twenty of the redskins came down upon us. The th... ...untry is bound to submit to immigration any more than to inva- sion; each is war to the knife, and resistance to either but legitimate defence. Yet we... ...unds in greater safety; for along with more interesting matter, the Prussian spy would have somewhat faded from men’s imaginations. For all that, our ... ...ery different from Le Vicomte de Braglonne; and if any gentleman can bear to spy upon the nakedness of Castle Dan- gerous, his name I think is Ham: le...

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...un- tenance also, for there was something in its very wrinkles, and in his cold restless eye, which seemed to tell of cunning that would announce itse... ...barbarous system for no less than five years, at length fell a victim to a cold in the head, beneath which he gradually sunk until he fell into a pers... ...s all.’ Mr Nickleby snatched the letter from his assistant, and fix- ing a cold look upon him, opened, read it, put it in his pocket, and having now h... ... accordingly. The only difference between them was, that Mrs Squeers waged war against the enemy openly and fearlessly , and that Squeers cov- ered hi... ...ped forward, and bowed. ‘What do you do here, sir?’ asked Mr Gregsbury; ‘a spy upon my privacy! A concealed voter! You have heard my an- swer, sir. Pr... ...‘V ery ,’ replied Mr Lillyvick, with some vehemence of man- ner. ‘It’s the war time that I speak of; the last war. It may be a cheerful language. I sh... ...Mantalini; ‘we must have some discount out of old Nickleby to carry on the war with, demmit.’ ‘Y ou can’ t want any more just now ,’ said Madame coaxi... ...urt Road; and who let out by the day, week, month, or year, the newest old novels, whereof the titles were displayed in pen-and-ink characters on a sh...

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...epartment, expected was a C.I.E.; he dreamed of a C.S.I.: indeed, his friends told him that he deserved more. For three years he had endured heat and cold, disappointment, discomfort, danger, and disease, with responsibility almost too heavy for one pair of shoulders; and day by day, through that time, the great Kashi Bridge over the Ganges had grown under his charge. Now,...

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... told him that he de- served more. For three years he had endured heat and cold, disappointment, discomfort, danger, and disease, with respon- sibilit... ...commissions if one, only one, rather doubtful consignment were passed; the war that followed the refusal; the careful, polite obstruction at the other... ...efusal; the careful, polite obstruction at the other end that followed the war, till young Hitchcock, putting one month’s leave to another month, and ... .... The gangs had spread themselves along the embankments, regardless of the cold rain of the dawn, and there they waited for the flood. Only Peroo kept... ...and through the flights of formulae that danced and wheeled be- fore him a cold fear would come to pinch his heart. His side of the sum was beyond que... ...nsanity; but the whispering, level-headed little men of 75 The Day’s Work war considered it from every point of view, and thought that there might be... ...row. ‘Didn’t come to stay for ever,” said Scott, dropping one of Marryat’s novels, and rising to his feet. “Martyn, your sister’s waiting for you.” A ... ...Robert Burns, of course, and the other Gerald Massey. When he has time for novels he reads Wilkie Collins and Charles Reade chiefly the latter—and kno... ..., an’, man, he used language provocative of a breach o’ the peace. I was a spy and a disgraced employ, an’ a corrupter o’ young Bannister’s morals, an...

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...nts; whilst, I say, these things were either being warmed up or brought in cold, the gentleman induced the waiter to retail certain frag- ments of tit... ...ptacle for odds and ends, and brought the day to a close with a portion of cold veal, a bottle of pickles, and a sound sleep. The following day he dev... ...night out of doors in such weather.” “No, we cannot. The night is dark and cold,” added Selifan. “Hold your tongue, you fool!” exclaimed Chichikov. “W... ...ong, for a mazurka started, to be followed by “Marlborough has gone to the war,” and to this, again, there succeeded an anti- quated waltz. Also, long... ...rgan was like, he was forced once more to hear how Marlborough went to the war. “Then, since you don’t care to give me any money for it,” persisted No... ...ult *The great Russian general who, after winning fame in the Seven Years’ War, met with disaster when attempting to assist the Austrians against the ... ... wherein ladies and gentlemen customarily express themselves in high-class novels which have been written by experts more qualified than I am to descr... ...o. Next, to the question of whether or not he considered Chichikov to be a spy, he replied in the affirmative, and added that, as long ago as his and ... ...ir minds about it, and declare you to be either a brigand in disguise or a spy. Yesterday the Public Pros- ecutor even died of it, and is to be buried...

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...s will be more hurt than mine. I dare say my poor flower would have caught cold at the show, and never held up its head again.’ Her tone was gay; but ... ...hs. In this, however, he failed when his wit consisted in allusions to the novels of the day, of which Guy knew nothing. One morning he under- went a ... ...and Laura have your gracious permission to read Dombey.’ ‘When Laura has a cold or toothache.’ ‘And I,’ said Guy. ‘I am not sure about, the expediency... ...he fresh breezy heat and perfumy hay with only now and then a word, till a cold, black, damp nose was suddenly thrust into Charles’s face, a red tongu... ...did not occur to her; she was eighteen, she had no experience, not even in novels, she did not know what she had done; and above all, she had so leant... ...n to plume himself on making his judgment conquer his inclination, setting novels at defiance. How magnanimously he would resolve to stifle a hopeless... ... work. ‘“Lavender—steadfastness—Strafford—Cordelia in ‘King Lear’—the late war.” How funny!’ cried Charlotte. ‘For hear the next: ‘Honeysuckle—steadfa... ...sir,’ said old James Robinson, ‘he spoke just like the captain of a man-of-war, and for all Mr. Markham says, I don’t believe he’d have been able to g... ... it would be a great deal better that they should abuse her and call her a spy than do what they would repent of all their lives; she begged Eva’s par...

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... of home or abroad steads, for their life is domi aut militiæ, at home or at war, or now rather venatus, that is, a hunting, and most of the latter. T... ...The next morning we drove along through a high and hilly country, in view of Cold Stream Pond, a beautiful lake four or five miles long, and came into ... ...en the snow falls upon the whole, the warmth of the camp is preserved in the coldest weather”; and that they make the log seat before the fire, called ... ...y rain falling on our extremities; and as each was made aware of the fact by cold or wet, he drew a long sigh and then drew up his legs, until gradual... ...ne, nor altar, nor any access to my ear. “Chaos and ancient Night, I come no spy With purpose to explore or to disturb The secrets of your realm, but ... ...e. The white pine tree was at the bottom or farther end of all this. It is a war against the pines, the only real Aroostook or Penobscot war. I have n... ... that I noticed unusual in the night — for I still kept taking notes, like a spy in the camp — was the creaking of the thin split boards, when any of ... ...ations, — it is called “supplies”; a Bible and a great coat are munitions of war, and a single man seen about the premises is a sentinel on duty. You ... ...s; plant book and red blotting paper; paper and stamps, botany, small pocket spy glass for birds, pocket microscope, tape measure, insect boxes. Axe, ...

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...h they should gain by it;—whatever the reason was, it was evident that the war was to continue, and there was almost as much soldiering and recruiting... ...amation to his soldiers after running away, a hijo de la guerra—a child of war. Not seven cities, but one or two regiments, might contend for the hono... ... public capacity displayed him as a fifer in the General’s own regiment of Coldstreamers, when they marched from Scotland to Lon- don, and from a repu... ...which makes passions for women often so fierce and unreasonable among very cold and selfish men. His parents (whose frugality he had inherited) had tr... ... at the “Bugle Inn,” they might have taken down a conversation on love and war—the two themes discussed by the two parties occupying the kitchen—which... ...st these popular plans we here solemnly appeal. We say, let your rogues in novels act like rogues, and your honest men like honest men; don’t let us h... ...om for military service. What is one to do after that? Had we been writing novels instead of authentic histories, we might have carried them any- wher... ...stars, which freckled the ebon countenance of the latter; and the air grew colder; and about two o’clock the moon appeared, a dismal pale-faced rake, ... ...ery well. Father O’Flaherty did all the duties, and furthermore acted as a spy over the ambassador—a sinecure post, for the man had no feelings, wishe...

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...h recent prejudice; and it is quite another business to put these writings coldly forth again in a bound volume. We are most of us attached to our opi... ... with the exaggeration, some of the truth is sacrificed; and the result is cold, constrained, and grudging. In short, I might almost everywhere have s... ...s own sorrow. But in the light of this new fact, those pages, seemingly so cold, are seen to be alive with feeling. What appeared to be a lack of inte... ...ngation of one of the main lines of literary tendency. When we compare the novels of Walter Scott with those of the man of genius who preceded him, an... ...ng up these identities that art gains true strength. And so in the case of novels as compared with the stage. Continuous narration is the flat board o... ...arose in part from his lax views about religion; for at this time that old war of the creeds and confessors, which is always grumbling from end to end... ...mbar- rassed in this society, because he read and judged the men; he could spy snobbery in a titled lord; and, as for the critics, he dismissed their ... ...rry in the pocket, and fastened with a pin,” which he scribbled during the war by the bedsides of the wounded or in the excitement of great events. Th... ...se States (as, with reverential capitals, he loves to call them), made the war a period of great trial to his soul. The new virtue, Unionism, of which...

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...the roofs are steeper-pitched; even a hill farm will have a massy, square, cold and permanent appearance. English houses, in comparison, have the look... ...less interest and conviction. The first shock of English society is like a cold plunge. It is possible that the Scot comes looking for too much, and t... ... boy adopts in his imagination, is but a little part of that, and avowedly cold, sterile and unpopulous. It is not so for nothing. I once seemed to ha... ... And that same night he was tossing in a brain fever. People are afraid of war and wounds and dentists, all with excellent reason; but these are not t... ...e of the Book of Snobs. So I might go on for ever, through all my abortive novels, and down to my later plays, of which I think more tenderly, for the... ...to civilities; his hail at sight of me began to have less of the ring of a war- slogan; soon, we never met but he produced his snuff-box, which was wi... ...mon, and the old, eloquent lighthouse prayer. In fine weather, when by the spy-glass on the hill the sea was observed to run low upon the reef, there ... ...it in my isle (I call it mine, after the use of lovers) and think upon the war, and the loudness of these far-away battles, and the pain of the men’s ... ... is none that I love so wholly. There are many spiritual eyes that seem to spy upon our actions – eyes of the dead and the absent, whom we imagine to ...

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...an almost ter- rible gaiety. “Shake hands upon the bargain!” (his hand was cold and wet). “You little know in what a company you will begin the march!... ...rewing round and round and from side to side, as he looked sagaciously and coldly at the strangers. He was dressed in light tweeds, with his neck very... ... stricken down. The Prince and Geraldine made their escape at once. In the cold night air their horror of what they had witnessed was redoubled. “Alas... ...ing it up, he en- larged and improved the opening, and made use of it as a spy-hole on his neighbour’s affairs. One day, in the end of March, his curi... ...hed his ears. Some of the plaster had evidently betrayed the secret of his spy- hole, and his neighbour had been returning the compliment in kind. Mr.... ...o distressing did this become, that he was at last obliged to block up the spy-hole from his own side; and when he was thus secured from observation h... ... each intent upon some unknown interest, criminal or kindly. “They talk of war,” he thought, “but this is the great battle- field of mankind.” And the... ...ing manners. But when all is said, he was not the man to lead armaments of war, or direct the councils of a State. A fortunate chance and some influen... ... For Harry, in a double capacity, was heart and soul upon that side of the war: not only did he adore Lady V andeleur and fear and dislike her husband...