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Excerpt: Waverley or ?Tis Sixty Years Since by Sir Walter Scott.

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...morated. Through these scenes it was that Edward loved to ‘chew the cud of sweet and bitter fancy ,’ and, like a child among his toys, culled and arra... ...aints imposed by private hospitality, by spending, what Falstaff calls the sweet of the night, in the genial license of a tavern. Accordingly, in full... ... grows strongest, Where the morning dew lies longest, Where the black-cock sweetest sips it, Where the fairy latest trips it: Hie to haunts right seld... ...k, armed with holster pistols. In this guise he ambled forth over hill and valley, the admira- tion of every farmyard which they passed in their progr... ...y, which is impatient of, or vilipends, the conversation and advice of his seniors, from which he predicted great things of his future success and dep... ...istant and blue hills, which formed the southern boundary of the strath or valley. T o this pleasant sta- tion Miss Bradwardine had ordered coffee. Th... ..., and no man shall hereafter ask whether it descended from the hill to the valley, or rose from the val- ley to the hill; for they never struck with t... ...ot allowed to leave the hut; for the young Highlander had now rejoined his senior, and one or other was constantly on the watch. Whenever Waverley ap-... ...ty were reckoned powerful in the pulpit. After dinner was over, the worthy senior, in the pride of his heart, asked Mrs. Buchan whether she ever had h...

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...is the Hill or pahari pronunciation. Later, cholera came into the Kotgarth Valley and carried off Sonoo and Jadeh, and Lispeth became half-servant, ha... ...ing. Lispeth was silent, too for a little time; then she went out down the valley, and returned in the dress of a Hill girl— infamously dirty, but wit... ...thin, al- most skinny, woman, with big, rolling, violet-blue eyes, and the sweetest manners in the world. You had only to mention her name at afternoo... ...e, dear!” He showed it as a naughty little school- boy hands up contraband sweets to a master. There was a fair sprinkling of “H” on it besides “H” at... ...hird-rate depot battalion where all the juniors were children, and all the seniors old women; and lastly he came out to India, where he was cut off fr... ...made one’s hair crisp. He said that he himself had once gone into the same Valley of the Shadow as the Boy , when he was young and new to the coun- tr... ... the Major and me—with big inky blisters all over the sheet. She wrote the sweetest possible things about our great kindness, and the obligation she w... ..., and recruit, and keep quiet, instead of showing up the incapacity of his seniors?” So the Nasiban Murder Case did him no good departmentally; but, a... ...Schriederling. He could not have been much more than thirty-five years her senior; and, as he lived on two hundred rupees a month and had money of his...

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...ent queen and empire lost. Calypso in her caves constrain’d his stay, With sweet, reluctant, amorous delay; In vain for now the circling years disclos... ...ng T elemachus, his bloomy face 32 The Odyssey of Homer Glowing celestial sweet, with godlike grace Amid the circle shines: but hope and fear (Painfu... ...and reluctant touch’d the warbling wire; Phemius, whose voice divine could sweetest sing High strains responsive to the vocal string. 33 Pope Meanwhi... ... wretched sire detain, We pass’d the wide immeasurable main. Meet then the senior far renown’d for sense With reverend awe, but decent confidence: Urg... ...from rest: They came, and near him placed the stranger guest. To these the senior thus declared his will: “My sons! the dictates of your sire fulfil. ... ...ient to the king, The herald flies the tuneful lyre to bring. Up rose nine seniors, chosen to survey The future games, the judges of the day With inst... ...s said, and scornful turning from the shore My haughty step, I stalk’d the valley o’er. Till now approaching nigh the magic bower, Where dwelt the enc... ...e bleating sheep; Her sloping hills the mantling vines adorn, And her rich valleys wave with golden corn. No want, no famine, the glad natives know, N... ...e bars fall back; the flying valves resound; Loud as a bull makes hill and valley ring, So roar’d the lock when it released the spring. She moves maje...

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...ned his pace to re- turn to his work. He had for the two or three previous years been nominally under the gardener at Ormersfield, but re- ally a sort... ...etty use to make of your fine scholarship, to be encouraging followers and sweethearts, at that time in the morning too!’ ‘Speak up, Charlotte,’ said ... ...and did a good turn for me with the mats. I never thought of such a thing. Sweetheart, indeed! So cruel of her!’ ‘Bless me!’ said Jane, ‘girls used to... ...ss me!’ said Jane, ‘girls used to think it only civility to say they had a sweetheart!’ ‘Don’t, Mrs. Beckett! I hate the word! I don’t want no such th... ... dispute had been won by sacrilege. He met Adeline at a chapel in a little valley, to tell the whole. They agreed to sacrifice themselves, that restit... ...air, to the extreme de- light of the two girls. T o them the Chapel in the valley, Roland and his Adeline, were very nearly real, and were the hidden ... ...dance; and Louis’s reminiscences of the penalties he had suffered from his seniors for burnt toast, awoke like recollections of schoolboy days, hither... ...aled, looking just like a transparency, a glimpse of a little village in a valley almost under my feet, trees, river, church-spire and all, and the be... ...ural, the goodnatured supercilious patronage of the steady distin- guished senior towards the idle junior. Jacobite legends and Stuart relics would ha...

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...Excerpt: Chapter 1. Who will be the new bishop? In the latter days of July in the year 185-, a most important question was for ten days hourly asked in the cathedral city of Barchester, and answered every hour in various ways--Who was to be the new Bishop? The death of old Dr. Grantly, who had for many yea...

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...e CHAPTER I WHO WILL BE THE NEW BISHOP? I n the latter days of July in the year 185-, a most important question was for ten days hourly asked in the c... ...ho was to be the new Bishop? The death of old Dr Grantly, who had for many years filled the chair with meek authority, took place exactly as the minis... ... our baby excelled. And in this the widow’s deep grief was softened, and a sweet balm was poured into the wound which she had thought nothing but deat... ...nnermost centre of her heart. But yet she was happy in her baby. It was so sweet to press the living toy to her breast, and feel that a human being ex... ...her; whose infant tongue would make his first effort in calling her by the sweetest name a woman can hear. And so Eleanor’s bosom became tranquil, and... ...y for presuming so to talk to a gentleman and a clergyman so may years her senior; but he recoiled from the idea of scolding the bishop’s wife, in the... ...espect or comply with me, although I am, unfortunately, so many years your senior; but surely, in such a matter as this, you might consent to be guide... ... is, we believe, common with young men of five and twenty to look on their seniors—on men of, say, double their own age—as so many stocks and stones—s... ...eet with the Lord’s assistance, to travel hand in hand through this mortal valley which his mercies will make pleasant to us, till hereafter we shall ...

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....... 4 2. THE MAGIC SHOP................................................................................................................... 21 3. THE VALLEY OF SPIDERS..................................................................................................... 31 4. THE TRUTH ABOUT PYECRAFT ..............................................................................

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...layed everything until the doubtful part could be replaced. Wilkinson, his senior assistant, fumed at some of these delays, which, he insisted, were f... ...we had a glimpse of the other youngster, a little, white face, pallid from sweet-eating and over-sapid food, and distorted by evil passions, a ruthles... ...ound a bend in the torrent bed upon the sight of a very broad and spacious valley. The difficult and winding trench of pebbles along which they had tr... ...ins that grew larger and bolder to the north- westward as the sides of the valley drew together. And west- ward the valley opened until a distant dark... ...he three men looked neither east nor west, but only steadfastly across the valley. The gaunt man with the scarred lip was the first to speak. “Nowhere... ...nd her eyes, I gather, were of a kindled brown, very soft and straight and sweet under her level brows. You see by these particulars how greatly this ... ...—that he was engaged! She had told him she loved him dearly, that he was a sweet human lad for her, and whatever he would ask of her he should have—ev... ...ment with a candle to look for a leakage of gas—and described himself as a senior English master in a London private school when that release occurred... ...STOLEN BOD OLEN BOD OLEN BOD OLEN BOD OLEN BODY Y Y Y Y MR. BESSEL was the senior partner in the firm of Bessel, Hart, and Brown, of St. Paul’s Church...

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...s into them sooner or later, and the world has done me the kindness so often to inquire after my first crude attempt, that after it has lain for many years ?out of print,? I have ventured to launch it once more-- imperfections and all-- though it is guilty of the error of pointing rather to a transient phase of difficulty than to a general principle. The wheels of this wor...

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...n to inquire after my first crude attempt, that after it has lain for many years ‘out of print,’ I have ventured to launch it once more— imperfections... ...izzie says.’ ‘Your Papa was pleased with what he saw of Major Hazleby last year,’ said Lady Merton. ‘Oh yes, Lizzie likes him very much,’ said Anne; ‘... ... was always called Baby, and allowed to have her own way, till she was six years old, when Horace was born. How very ill-natured I must have been to ... ... ‘I can hardly tell,’ said Lady Merton; ‘I used to admire her patience and sweetness of temper, when Helen’s fretfulness was most wearisome; at the sa... ...race calls her,’ said Elizabeth, ‘yes, she is a very choice specimen; but, sweet little thing as she 20 ABBEYCHURCH is, she would not be hal... ... Who could disregard such an appeal? But, Anne, are you not enchanted with sweet Mrs. Hazleby?’ ‘I wish you would not ask me, Lizzie,’ said Anne, feel... ... should not have been out now, if it had not been for Frank Hollis, (he is senior lieutenant at last, you know)— well, when our officers gave the gran... ...im called Sir Alfred of Wessex.’ ‘Sir is French, and short for seigneur or senior,’ said Anne; ‘besides, I suppose, you never heard Coeur-de-Lion call... ...ld town, crossing the bridge over the little stream which flowed along the valley, and walking along the principal street of the new town, Mr. Mills c...

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...te the subject of ?The Ambassadors,? which first appeared in twelve numbers of The North American Review (1903) and was published as a whole the same year. The situation involved is gathered up betimes, that is in the second chapter of Book Fifth, for the reader?s benefit, into as few words as possible-- planted or ?sunk,? stiffly and saliently, in the centre of the curren...

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... of The North American Review (1903) and was published as a whole the same year. The situation involved is gathered up betimes, that is in the second ... ...appreciation, a thing or two said to him by a man of distinction, much his senior, and to which a sense akin to that of Strether’s melancholy eloquenc... ...eared as the later.) Even under 6 The Ambassadors the weight of my hero’s years I could feel my postulate firm; even under the strain of the differen... ...r device—such a conscious- ness of personal freedom as he hadn’t known for years; such a deep taste of change and of having above all for the moment n... ...riumph. There were moments when he himself felt shy of professing the full sweetness of the taste of leisure, and there were others when he found hims... ...re had been no little confronted dinner, no pink lights, no whiff of vague sweetness, as a preliminary: one of the results of which was that at presen... ...g to be loved?” “Oh we’re not loved. We’re not even hated. We’re only just sweetly ignored.” She had another pause. “You don’t trust me!” she once mor... ... please; but that was just his luck. He had finally come down again to the valley, to keep within touch of stations and trains, turn- ing his face to ... ...of a couple of small boats attached to a rough landing- place hard by. The valley on the further side was all cop- per-green level and glazed pearly s...

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...nt to kiss them: after which, old Sewis, the lord of the pantry, where all sweet things were stored, depos- ited him on the floor of the hall, and he ... ...o sob, he drew a pretty box from one of his pockets and thrust a delicious sweetmeat between the whimpering lips. Then, after some moments of irresolu... ...ddy about the visitor, she said, ‘Oh, dear! oh, dear! then I’m afraid your sweet papa won’t return very soon, my pretty pet.’ We waited a number of da... ...he girl. Overhead I counted numbers of stars, all small; and lights in the valley-lights of palaces to my imagination. Stars and tramps seemed to me t... ... wrestling I had with myself to turn my little horse’s head from hills and valleys lying East; they seemed to have the secret of my father. Blank enou... ...igher hills; the clouds over them grew steel-blue. We were going through a valley in a fir-forest. 137 George Meredith BOOK 3 CHAPTER XV WE ARE ACCOS... ...ng chiefly through the veneration he still entertained for them. The grave senior was doing his utmost to divert one of my years. The immoralities of ... ... seconded: gentlemen under forty-five years were rigidly excluded, and the seniors must also have passed through the marriage ceremony. Outside tattle... ... with the dimple of a lurking smile—’do not seriously blame your afflicted senior, if we are to differ. I am vastly your elder: you instil the doubt w...

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...he following effect:— The Mall, Chiswick, June 15, 18 Madam,—After her six years’ residence at the Mall, I have the honour and happiness of presenting... ...y and obedience have endeared her to her instructors, and whose delightful sweetness of temper has charmed her aged and her youthful companions. In mu... ...deviating use of the backboard, for four hours daily during the next three years, is recommended as necessary to the acquirement of that dignified dep... ...ame to take their gin-and-water with their lazy, dissolute, clever, jovial senior, used regularly to ask Rebecca if Miss Pinkerton was at home: she wa... ... upon Rebecca accepting the white cornelian and the turquoise rings, and a sweet sprigged muslin, which was too small for her now, though it would fit... ...y’s maid for giving her trouble in ven- turing to ring the bell, with such sweetness and humility, that the Servants’ Hall was almost as charmed with ... ...t hers was a most respectable attachment, and she would have taken Bullock Senior just the same, her mind being fixed— as that of a well-bred young wo... ...ling carriage by the side of gouty, old, bald-headed, bottle-nosed Bullock Senior; and devoted her beautiful existence to his happiness with per- fect... ...f the royal houses of Germany. Pumpernickel stands in the midst of a happy valley through which sparkles—to mingle with the Rhine somewhere, but I hav...

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...ommencing life with such confidence in himself and his performances. A few years will do all that is necessary towards showing him the truth in both r... ... to shut up her baby house and throw away her doll in a month or two more. Sweet Fern has learned to read and write, and has put on a jacket and pair ... ...l turn out a very pretty girl. As for Mr. Bright himself, he is now in his senior year at Williams College, and has a prospect of graduating with some... ...out a very pretty girl. As for Mr. Bright himself, he is now in his senior year at Williams College, and has a prospect of graduating with some 9 Haw... ...e were any likelihood of my soon seeing Prim rose, Periwinkle, Dandelion, Sweet Fern, Clover Plantain, Huckleberry, Milkweed, Cowslip, Buttercup, Blu... ...o Athens; and still his mother pointed to the rock, and told him that, for years to come, he could not be strong enough to move it. And again and agai... ...s; for he thought how sad it was to see his dear father so infirm, and how sweet it would be to support him with his own youthful strength, and to che... ...f his immeasurable lungs in that one cry. Away it went, over mountains and valleys, and, for aught I know, was heard on the other side of the African ... ...e, thou tenderest child, that my grave was not dug long years ago, in some valley, or on some hillside, that lies far, far behind us. It is enough. Th...

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...to toast him brown while he was very new. Dombey was about eight-and-forty years of age. Son about eight-and-forty minutes. Dombey was rather bald, ra... ...in a low voice, ‘God bless you!’ ‘My dear Louisa then,’ said Miss Tox, ‘my sweet friend, how are you now?’ ‘Better,’ Mrs Chick returned. ‘T ake some w... ...o so remind me of that dear baby upstairs.’ ‘Well!’ said Mrs Chick, with a sweet smile, ‘after this, I forgive Fanny everything!’ It was a declaration... ... made free with!’ exclaimed Susan. ‘V ery well, Miss Floy!’ ‘God bless the sweet thing!’ said Richards, ‘Good-bye, dear!’ ‘Good-bye!’ returned the chi... ...t he did not make great progress yet, and was not naturally clever, Briggs senior was inexorable in the same purpose. In short, however high and false... ...ked from one brother to the other, with pain and amazement. He who was the Senior in years, and Junior in the House, stood, with his eyes cast upon th... ...et, and no rest. Of town and country, postyards, horses, drivers, hill and valley, light and darkness, road and pavement, height and hollow, wet weath... ...light and darkness, wet weather and dry , over road and pavement, hill and valley , height and hollow, jaded and scared by the monotony of bells and w... ...he fiery devil, thundering along so smoothly , tracked through the distant valley by a glare of light and lurid smoke, and gone! He felt as if he had ...

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...f making her husband a father for the first time, though they had been ten years married. At such an emer- gency, the Laird said, he feared his guest ... ...psy boys used to scramble into the plantations to gather birds’ nests, the seniors of the vil- lage to make a short cut from one point to another, and... ...ng and translating?” “Doubtless, no—we have also colloquial intercourse to sweeten study—neque semper arcum tendit Apollo.” 116 Guy Mannering The que... ...der what conduct was safest for his protege, and even for himself; for the senior Mr. Hazlewood was powerful, wealthy, ambitious, and vindictive, and ... ... rear their scathed heads to the sky-lakes, that, wind- ing up the shadowy valleys, lead at every turn to yet more romantic recesses-rocks which catch... ... Its tides a far-fam’d river pours, By nature’s beauties taught to please, Sweet T usculan of rural ease!— Warton. WOODBOURNE, the habitation which Ma... ...Otterscopescaurs, the farmer leading the way. They soon quitted the little valley, and involved themselves among hills as steep as they could be witho... ...cuted from one stronghold to another, was at length obliged to abandon his valley, and to break away for a more distant retreat, those who watched his... ...the record—,doubtless he was seeking revenge where it would be deepest and sweetest.” “God pity us!” said Deacon Bearcliff, “we’re puir frail crea- tu...

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...ted so curious an interest in his life and character. It was not till four years after Strickland’s death that Maurice Huret wrote that article in the... ...e became a painter , and I saw him not infrequently during the diffi- cult years he spent in Paris; but I do not suppose I should ever have set down m... ...him?” I asked. “ Would you like to?” She smiled, her smile was really very sweet, and she blushed a little; it was singular that a woman of that age s... ...the soup, fish, and entree; to his neighbour on the left during the roast, sweet, and savoury. They talked of the political situa- tion and of golf, o... ... though she carried the British Em- pire in her pocket, which the wives of senior of- ficers acquire from the consciousness of belong- ing to a superi... ... picture of two curly-headed Italian urchins playing marbles. “Aren’t they sweet?” said Mrs. Stroeve. And then he showed me more. I discovered that in... ...ht of an island lost in a boundless sea, where I could live in some hidden valley , among strange trees, in silence. There I think I could find what I... ...amer to the Levant. It did not gener- ally carry a doctor , but one of the senior surgeons at the hospital knew a director of the line, and Abraham wa... ... what they called the Englishman, a painter , who lived with Ata up in the valley seven kilometres from where they were. He recognised Strickland by t...

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...moothness, the purity of tint, that she was beginning to lose after eleven years of late hours and indefatigable dancing. W as it really eleven years,... ...more than she could afford. She was vexed to see that, in spite of so many years of vigilance, she had blundered twice within five minutes. That stupi... ...ford a few fresh flowers for luncheon. Just some jonquils or lilies-of-the-valley—” Mrs. Bart stared. Her own fastidiousness had its eye fixed on the ... ...but the family. But she smiled at her daughter’s innocence. “Lilies-of-the-valley,” she said calmly, “cost two dollars a dozen at this season.” Lily w... ...o see faded flowers at luncheon; and mother says a bunch of lilies-of-the- valley would not cost more than twelve dollars. Mayn’t I tell the florist t... ...ensible to its rosy symmetry. At any rate he engaged Lily so long that the sweets were being handed when she caught a phrase on her other side, where ... ...lun- cheon justified the excuse. She looked languid, full of a suffer- ing sweetness; she carried a scent-bottle in her hand. Mr. Gryce was new to suc... ...that’s just what I’ve been feeling today.” He met her eyes with the latent sweetness of his. “Is the feeling so rare with you?” he said. She blushed a... ...good books on the shelves there were also good dishes on the table. Selden senior had an eye for a picture, his wife an understanding of old lace; and...

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...r had his ser- mon. But the Vicar insisted that Philip should be clean and sweet for the lord’s Day. Mary Ann said she would rather go than be put upo... ...Mr . Watson, who taught the first form. To attach the prepa- ratory to the senior school these three classes were known officially , on speech days an... ...of the top, and after Christmas when several boys would be leaving for the senior school he would be head boy . He had already quite a collection of p... ...rm and cloudless. At last they came to an eminence from which they saw the valley of the Rhine spread out before them under the sun. It was a vast str... ...castle, and sat on the terrace that overlooked the town. It nestled in the valley along the pleasant Neckar with a com- fortable friendliness. The smo... ...s. The following day there was not a cloud in the sky , and the garden was sweet and fresh after the rain. Philip went down to the beach to bathe and ... ... was like a rippling brook, and her voice was so soft, so low , it was the sweetest music he had ever heard. “What are you thinking about?” Philip sto... ... Greco; it’s only the second-raters who’ve only painted man. A lily of the valley would be lovely even if it didn’t smell, but it’s more lovely be- ca... ...nside information. The manager of a mine in South Africa had cabled to the senior partner of his firm that the plant was uninjured. They would start w...

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...e, only, of the American character—of that side which was, four-and-twenty years ago, from its nature, the most obtrusive, and the most likely to be s... ...the largest, I have been received with unsurpassable politeness, delicacy, sweet temper, hospitality, consideration, and with unsurpassable respect fo... ...an had ever beheld the tie for he fastened it behind), and there it lay, a valley between two jutting heights of collar, serene and whiskerless before... ...on for intruding; but—’ ‘No intrusion, Mr Pinch,’ said that gentleman very sweetly, but without looking round. ‘Pray be seated, Mr Pinch. Have the goo... ...this very crisis, a step was heard in the entry, and Mr Pecksniff, looking sweetly over the half-door of the bar, and into the vista of snug privacy b... ...er, aged forty. He was the oldest boarder also; and in right of his double seniority, took the lead in the house, as Mrs Todgers had already said. The... ... 178 Martin Chuzzlewit I’m acquainted with ‘em. Don’t their country set a valley on ‘em, mind you! Not at all!’ ‘You’ll be shot, I see,’ observed Mer... ...s Norris the sister, and Mr Norris Junior the brother, and even Mrs Norris Senior the grandmother, were all of this opinion, and laid it down as an ab... ...t the young Englishman, Mr Chuzzlewit, had purchased a ‘lo- cation’ in the Valley of Eden, and intended to betake him- self to that earthly Paradise b...

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...d, as is well known, the last native prince of Wales, and died after a few years. The adventure of Edward with the outlaw of Alton Wood is one of the ... ...he outlaw of Alton Wood is one of the stock anecdotes of history, and many years ago the romance of the encounter led the author to begin a tale upon ... ...ich he has since appeared in the Monthly Packet). The story slept for many years in MS., until further reading and thought had brought stron- ger inte... ...an English to Adam’s ears— ”Hast room for another suppliant, mi Dona?” The sweet fair face lighted up with a sudden sunbeam of joy; and a musical voic... ... disposed of at thine own gracious will and pleasure.” And a smile of such sweetness lightened his features, that a murmur of “Blessings on his comely... ...ed them through a side-door, through which they could still hear Eleanor’s sweet Castillian voice laying before her husband her difficulties in compre... ...rt come to have opinions of thine own!” laughed Henry, with the scoff of a senior unable to brook that his younger brother should think for himself. Y... ...lowing. From the brow the T rojan prince had beheld the rising city in the valley—the English prince came on its deso- lation. Y et nature had made th... ...e when he had come to the brow from which he could see on the one side the valley of Carthage, on the other the bay, he made an exclamation which Rich...

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...is an equal opportunity university. 3 Robert Louis Stevenson In the South Seas by Robert Louis Stevenson PART 1: THE MARQUESAS CHAPTER I—AN ISLAND LA... ...’s schooner yacht, the Casco, seventy-four tons register; sailed from San Fran- cisco towards the end of June 1888, visited the eastern islands, and w... ...emainder is the evening lounge and al fresco banquet-hall of the inhabitants. To some houses water is brought down the mountains in bamboo pipes, perf... ..., he reckoned the inhabit- ants at many thousands; he was but newly dead, and in the same bay Stanislao Moanatini counted on his fingers eight residua... ... four hundred, when the small-pox came and reduced them by one-fourth. Six months later a woman developed tuber- cular consumption; the disease spread... ...erennial streams water and keep it green; and along the dell, first of one, then of another, of these, the road, for a considerable dis- tance, descen... ... fellow of activity, enterprise, and sense. He husks his own cocoa-nuts, and (I am told) rolls them into the sun to burst; he is the terror of the she... ...nd brawls; and along its course, where we should look for willows, puraos grow in clus- ters, and make shadowy pools after an angler’s heart. A vale m... ...siege the houses and the artificial gardens. The crab is good eating; possibly so is the rat; I have not tried. Panda- nus fruit is made, in the Gilbe...

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...Be it remembered, That on the thirteenth day of June, in the forty-seventh year of the Independence of the United States of America, Charles Wiley, of... ...ing birth to a female infant, and the fever of 1805 had, within a very few years of the death of the mother, deprived the youthful orphan of her remai... ... who was a man of eminence at the bar, and who, having been educated fifty years ago, was, from that circumstance, just so much superior to his succes... ...in the house of her father. Katherine Emmerson was but eighteen months the senior of Julia Warren; but her father had adopted a different course from ... ...th your aunt in town. I declare it makes me sick every time I think of her sweet house in Park-place. If ever I marry, and be sure I will, it shall be... ...ia, starting, “I did not know you were near me. I have been reading Anna’s sweet letter,” pressing the paper to her bosom as she spoke. “Doubtless you... ...of Edward Stanley was repeated internally so often that she thought it the sweetest name she had ever heard. His eyes, his nose, his countenance, were... ...road before the sun, and busily pursued their route through the delightful valley of the Mohawk. It was now that Julia, in some measure accustomed to ... ...ess and misery, that were known to both. Y oung Morton was a few years the senior of Charlotte; and, at the time of commencing our tale, was but latel...

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...ver to meet again till the day of reckoning for all, a hundred and seventy years later. Under the mighty hand of Cardinal Richelieu the nobles were st... ...y be it spoken, there were no executions, only imprisonments; and in after years the Fronde was treated as a brief frenzy, and forgotten. Perhaps it m... ... you, my dear grandchildren, to ar- range my recollections of the eventful years that even your father can hardly remember. I shall be glad thus to dr... ...tenance of Anne Genevieve de Bourbon, her blue eyes shining on me with the sweetest expression. ‘Madame,’ she said, ‘permit me to tell you how glad I ... ...e, and then seated ourselves; while the youth, in a voice already full and sweet, began solemnly: ‘What is life? what is man?’ I can never convey to y... ... lay within. I saw his face, and there was in it an indescribable heavenly sweetness and pity which made me say to my brother: ‘I must go and hear him... ...e gardener to touch a tulip or a flower-de-luce, scarce even a lily of the valley; but when I taxed her with it, she smiled and said she should ever l... ...which Solivet responded, with the pretension derived from his few years of seniority: ‘Bah! brother, you do not understand, half a foreigner as you ar... ...ard to endure, when he lectured us each apart, with all the authority of a senior—told me that Eustace was dying, and that every mile he traveled was ...

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...d how it was created. 2: Basic aspects and dynamics of the Organic Universe and Organic Life. 3: The origins of modern humans going back 25 million years. 4: Human Psycho-biology. 5: The beginnings of civilization. 6: The effect of civilization upon humans. 7: Death, the existence of evil and its effect on humans. Offered as a free E-book at: http://thepathofsp...

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... one direction and pick up the farthest detectable radiation 13 billion light years away. Now, if you could magically transport the Hubble telescope... ...dimension, they became what Science calls the waves and troughs, or peaks and valleys of radiating 3-dimensional energy. The small blip in the ... ... if a razor had cut the living belly of the Earth underneath it; and the Rift Valley opened up like a gaping bleeding wound. We are children of that... ...ut at the end of ate. The end of eating becomes ate. Ate is hate. The Rift valley is only 5 million years old, but the slit happened from the ins... ...un shining on you with birds singing, and the wind wafting delicate scents of sweet-smelling flowers into your nostrils as you breathe in the fresh a... ...ke an orchid blares out its scent to the world… attracting living things by a sweetness that travels through the air. Everything we do as civiliz... ...anding upside down. Rain is supposed to cleanse and make everything fresh and sweet smelling. Not turn a white wonderland into a blackened hell. T... ...y along with their total worship of their own ancestors and the worship of all seniority and all age. And all oldness, all power, all wealth. So, ... ...ut of control and so entrenched by now: that you will have to kill all of the senior heads of this huge octopus to stop their drive for more money, ...

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...passers-by, who, in Paris, often thus meet an ingratiating smile meant for sweet eyes that are absent. The vehicle stopped in the part of the street b... ...-looking spinster, who looked older than the Baroness, though she was five years younger. “They are settling your marriage,” said Cousin Betty in 7 B... ...wn, my mother’s sister, whom I sent for from the country, to live with the sweet creature and keep an eye on her, that she might behave as well as mig... ...t with it—her lover; to kill two birds with one stone, a good action and a sweetheart. For five years I was very happy. The girl had one of those voic... ...fault with them. Her absolute secrecy also won her the confidence of their seniors; for, like Ninon, she had certain manly qualities. As a rule, our c... ... irritation which prompts men to commit murder, and found Monsieur Crevel /senior/ in his drawing-room awaiting his children, Monsieur and Madame Hulo... ...le Wenceslas at play fell on her ear, as if he had been in the depths of a valley and she on a high mountain. Thus insulted at four- and-twenty, in al... ...nt seat, respectfully leaving the whole of the back of the carriage to his senior. The two men spoke not a word. Hec- tor was helpless. The Marshal wa... ...led, where toiled a swarm of apprentices and workmen—all Italians from the valley of Domo d’Ossola—the master’s family occupied a set of rooms, which ...

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...of the kind of high romance and sentiment more preva- lent thirty or forty years ago than now, imagined that whereas 4 The Two Sides of the Shield th... ...sity, and only mitigated by the honest simplicity and dutifulness of eight years old Phyllis. The remedy was found at last in the marriage of the elde... ...y came as near to feeding the pair as was possible with people above three years old. The one was a dark, thin man, with a good deal of white in his t... ... showed signs that she was not young, her dark, soft, long-lashed eyes and sweet-looking lips made her face full of life and freshness; and the figure... ... Sefton has been working Goosey Goosey Gander on a toilet-cover.’ ‘Oh! how sweet! We never get any new patterns here! Do come in and see, I don’t know... ...e has written a note to her to ask her today! Fancy, that goose told me my sweet cousin was a dear, and that we didn’t appreciate her. Even Miss Hacke... ...l well with the Indian folks?’ ‘Oh yes; they’ve come back from the emerald valleys of Cashmere, and Alethea has actually sent me a primrose— just like... ... taken a jour- 119 Yo n g e ney before in all their lives. The fog in the valleys, the sleepy villages, the half-roused stations, all gave rise to ex... ...e were forlorn, being so much used to having their sports led by their two seniors that they hardly knew what to do with- out them, and the entreaty, ...

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...rk. The trouble is that he made his art out of life, and when in his final years he carried his struggle, as Tolstoi did later, back into life, he rep... ... dish of sausages and cabbage, a roast fowl, some salted cucumber, and the sweet tart which stands perpetually ready for use in such establishments; w... ...d Manilov—a man still in his prime, and possessed of a pair of eyes which, sweet as sugar, blinked whenever he laughed— find himself unable to make en... ...l than to lead a solitary life in which there should be comprised only the sweet contemplation of nature and the intermit- tent perusal of a book. “Na... ... impressive rendering of the pas- sage “The pine forest was asleep and the valley at rest” (as well as of the exclamation “Phew!”) that one felt, as h... ...amation “Phew!”) that one felt, as he did so, that the pine forest and the valley really were as he described them. The effect was also further height... ...on incurred the contempt of all his comrades, and even dunces and fools of senior standing did not dare to raise a finger when saluted by their junior... ...essed exceptional talent he put through an extra course of schooling. This senior class— a class composed of specially-selected pupils—was a very diff... ...itable heart had also beat at the thought that one day he might attain the senior class described. And, indeed, what better teacher could he have had ...

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...very decent, becoming wear, and have been now in fashion for four thousand years. And so, my dear, history is written on fig-leaves. Would you have an... ... on fig-leaves. Would you have anything further? O fie! Yes, four thousand years ago that famous tree was planted. At their very first lie, our first ... ...been culled or plucked” (like roses or buttercups) “in all the na- tions.” Sweet, innocent flowers of victory! there they are, my dear, sure enough, a... ...the articles necessary for the operation were carried 11 Thackeray to the valley of the Tomb. The operations commenced at midnight. The well- known f... ...ortal Frenchman ever thought it anything but sublime. Do not interrupt me, sweet Miss Smith. I feel that you are angry. I can see from here the poutin... ...ain dimity napkins, a child’s coral, and a little horse belonging to No. 4 senior. —A servant bearing a basket of condiments. —No. 2, grandfather, spi... ...lking as upright and solemn as may be, having his lady on his arm. —No. 4, senior, with mottled legs and a tartan cos- tume, who was frisking about be... ... she was thoroughly happy; and, finally, she had to keep an eye upon No. 4 senior, who, as she was perfectly cer- tain, was about in two minutes to be... ...olling, and at the close, received by the voice of six hundred choristers, sweetly modulated to the tones of fifteen score of fiddlers. Then you saw h...

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... readers of a younger generation, they are begged to consider the first few chapters as a sort of prologue, introduced for the sake of those of elder years, who were kind enough to be interested in the domestic politics of the Mohuns and the Underwoods....

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...supported by an ivory-headed staff. Her deep blue eyes, dark eyebrows, and sweet though pi- quant face were framed by the straight crape line of widow... ...ne of widow- hood, whence a soft white veil hung on her shoulders. “Cherie sweet! You are well? And the Vicar?” “Getting on. How are they all at Vale ... ...ation whose address she knew. The step came nearer; there was a knock, the sweet, strong voice asked, “Are the poor little girls here?” and the tall f... ...the rear of the other rushing boys, came Fergus, in all the dignity of the senior form. “Look at him,” said the General, “those are honours one 29 Yo... ... Zealand niece—Mr. Maurice Mohun’s daughter. They carried it home to their seniors, and of course the verdict was ‘too strong for Rockquay atmosphere,... ...dow than heretofore, and seemed inclined instead to take up with the other seniors. One thing, however, was certain. Gerald enjoyed a good deal more c... ...es. One young man knew the name of Benista as be- longing to a family in a valley beyond his own, but it was not an easily accessible one, and a fresh... ...inging his parents on the mor- row. An expedition had been arranged to the valley where some of the Benista family were reported to live, since the sn... ...he scarcely lamented, for he could better enjoy the mountain peaks and the valleys bright with rich grass, with anemones of all colours, hyacinths, st...

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...Excerpt: Preface to the 1857 edition. I have been occupied with this story, during many working hours of two years. I must have been very ill employed, if I could not leave its merits and demerits as a whole, to express themselves on its being read as a whole. But, as it is not unreasonable to suppose that I may have held its thread...

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...ION I have been occupied with this story, during many working hours of two years. I must have been very ill employed, if I could not leave its merits ... ...en a door crashed. Slow steps began ascending the stairs; the prattle of a sweet little voice mingled with the noise they made; and the prison-keeper ... ...y labour, six days in the week, lay among these Arcadian objects, from the sweet sameness of which they had no escape between the cradle and the grave... ...e edges of the leaves—as if it, of all books! were a fortification against sweet- ness of temper, natural affection, and gentle intercourse. There was... ... that thoroughfare with the intention of running at one heat down into the valley, and up again to the top of Pentonville Hill; but which had run itse... ... less readi- ness and condescension did he receive attentions from Chivery Senior, who always relinquished his arm-chair and newspaper to him, when he... ...cess hers?’ said Maggy. Little Dorrit, looking musingly down into the dark valley of the prison, shook her head. ‘Nor the tiny woman hers?’ said Maggy... ...pacities, went down on a Saturday to stay at the cottage until Monday. The senior partner took the coach, and the junior partner took his walking-stic... ...reep- ing up to the highest ridges of the Alps. It was vintage time in the valleys on the Swiss side of the Pass of the Great Saint Bernard, and along...

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...tts, and earned my living by the labor of my hands only. I lived there two years and two months. At present I am a sojourner in civilized life again. ... ... yet to hear the first syllable of valuable or even earnest advice from my seniors. They have told me nothing, and probably can not tell me anything ... ...ome to have been gone over by their predecessors, both the heights and the valleys, and all things to have been cared for. According to Evelyn, “the w... ...e dwelt, as it were, in a tent in this world, and was either threading the valleys, or crossing the plains, or climbing the mountain tops. But lo! men... ...bushels of beans, and eigh teen bushels of potatoes, beside some peas and sweet corn. The yellow corn and turnips were too late to come to anything. ... ... Dried apple............................................... 0.22 Sweet potatoes......................................... 0.10 One pum... ...eful times, in or dinary noons, than a sufficient number of ears of green sweet corn boiled, with the addition of salt? Even the little variety which... ...ch other suggested a stream flowing out in that direction through a wooded valley, but stream there was none. Walden 80 That way I looked between and... ...water from some distant cove the same password repeated, where the next in seniority and girth has gulped down to his mark; and when this observance h...

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...fresh under the beech-tree! And he expanded his nostrils to breathe in the sweet odours of the country which did not reach him. He grew thin, his figu... ...dom, which raised him in his own esteem. It was beginning to see life, the sweetness of stolen pleasures; and when he entered, he put his hand on the ... ...ack coat covering his hands up to the nails, gave his arm to Madame Bovary senior. As to Monsieur Bovary senior, who, heartily despising all these fol... ...by four chitterlings with sorrel. At the corners were decanters of brandy. Sweet bottled-cider frothed round the corks, and all the glasses had been f... ...host, and with covered hints hoping he would ruin himself. Madame Bovary , senior, had not opened her mouth all day . She had been consulted neither a... ...ins ascending to heaven, and the voice of the Eternal discoursing down the valleys. She wearied of it, would not confess it, continued from habit, and... ...y when there had been some violent row at her place; and yet Madame Bovary senior seemed prejudiced against her daughter-in-law. She thought “her ways... ...les from Rouen, between the Abbeville and Beauvais roads, at the foot of a valley watered by the Rieule, a little river that runs into the Andelle aft... ... La Boissiere and keep straight on to the top of the Leux hill, whence the valley is seen. The river that runs through it makes of it, as it were, two...

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...rom the hundred and fifty-two compartments of the cases. In the disastrous year 1793, Sechard, being fifty years old and a married man, escaped the gr... ...nform us that old age is apt to revert to the habits of youth, and Sechard senior is a case in point—the older he grew, the better he loved to drink. ... ... tie-bars, cast-iron plates——’” “An improvement of my own,” put in Sechard senior. “‘——T ogether with all the implements, ink-tables, balls, benches, ... ...o the valuation of plant there was a deed of part- nership between Sechard senior and his son. The good fa- ther was to let his house and premises to ... ...ut. The prospect of thirty thousand francs was even more intoxicating than sweet wine; already in imagination he fingered the coin. The less the claim... ...en’s poet’s brow; and knowing their 23 Balzac blind devotion, it was very sweet to him to draw nearer to his love by sharing her hopes and her self-s... ...ouleme is a sort of promontory mark- ing out the line of three picturesque valleys. The ramparts and great gateways and ruined fortress on the summit ... ... Lucien! your dinner has been waiting an hour for you, it will be cold!” a sweet voice called gently through a half-opened window; but Lucien did not ... ... Madame Jacques de Eve and David Stanhope, Lady Esther The Lily of the Valley To return to the Electronic Classics Series, go to http://www.hn.ps...

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...and editor on the Hazleton campus, joined our faculty editorial staff this year. We have benefitted greatly from her experience and expertise. The ad... ...ional editorial services testifies to the success of our publication. This year several other Commonwealth College campuses voiced interest in Best o... ...alth College campuses voiced interest in Best of Four , and in the coming year we will ask for submissions from those campuses. Penn State is investi... ...e hitting. The older I became the more my fear of being hit changed. In my senior year I transferred from Rice High School in New York City to Pocono... ...ch includes egg rolls, steamed chicken, fried shrimp, beef and broc- coli, sweet and sour chicken and other delicious items. The dinner buffet also in... ...ed area, with a big lake. The main character in the story is a high school senior with everything in life working out for him. He was popular, had goo... ...r- fect couple. They were both madly in love with one an- other, or so the senior boy thought. The girl s parents had a cabin in the area that the cou... ... deer. One time we were parked on a dirt road where we could look across a valley. As we looked we could see deer trotting across a field. It was abou...

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...as not my selected task to do so, and is not now my primary object. Thirty years ago my mother wrote a book about the Americans, to which I believe I ... ...dge of rock, from whence, as it seems, he might leap down at once into the valley below. Then, going on from the Crawford House, he will be driven thr... ... as one likes. A terrific gong sounds early in the morning, breaking one’s sweet slumbers; and then a second gong, sounding some thirty minutes later,... ...erally with the 48 North America V ol. 1 addition of much jelly, jam, and sweet preserve; but no person delays over his teacup. I love to have my tea... ...ts. One grieves that he should have fallen there and have never tasted the sweet cup of his own fame. For fame is sweet, and the praise of ones’s brot... ...rica, never have such attributes. Picturesque moun- tains rise from narrow valleys, such as form the beds of lakes in Switzerland, Scotland, and North... ...ollo. The peaks of the Alps are not so astounding in their soli- tude. The valleys of the Blue Mountains in Jamaica are less green. The finished glaze... ...oes with us. There are no “firsts” or “double firsts;” no “wranglers;” no “senior opts” or “junior opts.” Nor are there prizes of fellowships and liv-... ...that great competition which exists at our Cambridge for the high place of Senior Wran- gler; and, consequently, the degree of excellence attained is ...

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...straying over the parish, formed the village of Bestwood. Then, some sixty years ago, a sudden change took place. The gin-pits were elbowed aside by t... .... Carston, Waite & Co. found they had struck on a good thing, so, down the valleys of the brooks from Selby and Nuttall, new mines were sunk, until so... ...n, a large mine among corn-fields; from Minton across the farmlands of the valleyside to Bunker’s Hill, branching off there, and run- ning north to Be... ...adrangles of dwellings on the hillside of Bestwood, and then, in the brook valley, on the site of Hell Row, they erected the Bottoms. The Bottoms cons... ...nt gardens with auriculas and saxifrage in the shadow of the bottom block, sweet-williams and pinks in the sunny top block; seeing neat front windows,... .... Morel was not anxious to move into the Bottoms, which was already twelve years old and on the downward path, when she descended to it from Bestwood.... ...She passed along the path, hesi- tating at the white rose-bush. It smelled sweet and simple. She touched the white ruffles of the roses. Their fresh s... ...tom, peering over the counter. The people tittered, thinking of John Bower senior. 78 Sons & Lovers “How is it your father’s not come!” said Mr. Brai... ...verybody had something gorgeous, and besides, there were pounds of unknown sweets: Turkish delight, crystallised pineapple, and such-like things which...

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...ndering whether the next brain-surge of prickly fires would drive his soul from all anchorages. At last they gave judgment. With care he might in two years return to the arena, but for the present he must go across the water and do no work whatever. He accepted the terms. It was capitulation; but the Combine that had shivered beneath his knife gave him all the honours of w...

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...from all anchorages. At last they gave judgment. With care he might in two years return to the arena, but for the present he must go across the water ... ...o!” “Let’s call it a honeymoon,” said Sophie. “D’ you know, in all the six years we’ve been married, you’ve never told me what you meant to do with yo... ...I thought all England was a garden. There’s your spire, George, across the valley. How curious!” They walked toward it through an all abandoned land. ... ...ir feet, and the ground beneath glistened with sweat. At the bottom of the valley a little brook had undermined its footbridge, and frothed in the wre... ...l have to be done again. Now, I’ve brought down a couple of 35 Kipling as sweet six-by-eight oak timbers as we’ve ever drawed. You put ‘em in an’ it’... ...waited this chance all day. She scuttled in like a ghost, and, knowing the senior bees would turn her out at once, dodged into a brood-frame, where yo... ...ime for a sound bee to realize a malignant and continuous lie. “She’s very sweet and feathery,” was all that Melissa thought, “but her talk sounds lik... ...repares on pan, and key and kettle, 68 Actions and Reactions Sweet music that shall make ‘em settle; But when to crown the ... ...d to see how the seed sown in London had borne fruit by Gihon. Lo! All the seniors held copies of the pamphlet. “He knows less than a buffalo. He told...

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... present advanced state of culture, and how the Torch of Science has now been brandished and borne about, with more or less effect, for five thousand years and upwards; how, in these times especially, not only the Torch still burns, and perhaps more fiercely than ever, but innumerable Rushlights, and Sulphur-matches, kindled thereat, are also glancing in every direction, s...

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... been brandished and borne about, with more or less effect, for five thousand years and upwards; how, in these times especially, not only the Torch sti... ...nd rock bound from the distance, will unfold itself, when visited, into rare valleys. Nay, in any case, would Criticism erect not only finger posts and... ...stified passenger stands or sits; nay, in any case, understood to be, of late years, a vehicle full to overflowing, and inexorably 8 SARTOR RESARTUS sh... ...pophagus! Out of the eater cometh forth meat; out of the strong cometh forth sweetness. What changes are wrought, not by Time, yet in Time! For not Ma... ... speculative turn,” writes Teufelsdr¨ ockh, “there come seasons, meditative, sweet, yet awful hours, when in wonder and fear you ask yourself that una... ...y his own boot maker, jeweller, and man milliner; he bounds free through the valleys, with a perennial rain proof court suit on his body; wherein warm... ...and infinite Hope, wherein he waxes and slumbers, danced round (umgaukelt) by sweetest Dreams! If the paternal Cottage still shuts us in, its roof stil... ...tree: the whole of Immensity was yet new to me; and had not these rev erend seniors, talkative enough, been employed in partial surveys thereof for n... ..., she will hear it! Nay, who knows, since the heavenly Sun looks into lowest valleys, but Blumine herself might have aforetime noted the so unnotable;...

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...d say what you are even at confession… . Why, God have mercy upon us! Last year on the Eve of the Prophet Daniel and the Three Young Men there was a s... ...came almost every day, and no one called them devils. But if anyone once a year comes in bad weather to warm himself, you wonder at it, you silly, and... ...ll take you.” The postman opened his eyes. Warmed and relaxed by his first sweet sleep, and not yet quite awake, he saw as through a mist the white ne... ...ekhov out all ready for me, only I didn’t know how to break it off with my sweetheart. Every day I’ d make up my mind to have it out with Mashenka, bu... ... and freedom. Sofya began to laugh; she thought it sinful and terrible and sweet to hear about, and she felt envious and sorry that she, too, had not ... ... She was pleased with the river-banks and the gorgeous view over the green valley with trees, churches, flocks, and she began begging her husband to b... ...d extreme unction. And if you have any money you had better give it to the senior officer.” “I haven’t written home …” Gusev sighed. “I shall die and ... ... cotton factories in Ukleevo and the houses of the factory owners — Hrymin Seniors, Hrymin Juniors, and Kostukov —were on a telephone. The telephone w... ... he said: “Yes, now we shall be badly off without a telephone.” The Hrymin Seniors were continually at law with the Jun- iors, and sometimes the Junio...

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...sor, Connecticut, and was the surveyor for that colony for more than forty years. He was also, for many years of the time, town clerk. He was a marrie... ...hew Grant, and sev- enth from Samuel. Mathew Grant’s first wife died a few years after their settlement in Windsor, and he soon after married the wido... ...aster, four captains and twelve lieuten- ants are taken from the first, or Senior class; the sergeants from the second, or junior class; and the corpo... ...it. The camp was on a high, sandy, pine ridge, with spring branches in the valley, in front and rear. The springs furnished an abundance of cool, pure... ...ch abound in that region in great multitudes and of great voracity. In the valley they swarmed in myriads, but never came to the summit of the ridge. ... ...e officers on leave, except Lieutenant Benjamin—after- wards killed in the valley of Mexico —Lieutenant, now Gen- eral, Augur, and myself, concluded t... ...ress, the President asked legisla- tive authority to place a junior over a senior of the same grade, with the view of appointing Benton to the rank of... ...nt at any one engagement. My regiment lost four commissioned officers, all senior to me, by steamboat explosions during the Mexican war. The Mexicans ... ...hey exhib- ited also some of the order of march through Georgia where the “sweet potatoes sprung up from the ground” as Sherman’s army went marching t...

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...ted all the *The most fascinating woman in Petersburg. 6 War & Peace more sweetly, and was especially charming when she oc- casionally drew it down t... ... Corps; how in war- time the company commander might get killed and he, as senior in the company, might easily succeed to the post; how popular he was... ...forbidding movement of her head. The conversation was hushed. “Mamma! What sweets are we going to have?” and Natasha’s voice sounded still more firm a... ...t the elders. “Y ou had better take care!” said the countess. “Mamma! What sweets are we going to have?” Natasha again cried boldly , with saucy gaiet... ... but was not yet visible from the bridge, for the horizon as seen from the valley through which the river flowed was formed by the rising ground only ... ...ached the general. Though Tushin’s guns had been intended to cannonade the valley, he was firing incendi- ary balls at the village of Schon Grabern vi... ...nd so did not deliver the order. The command of the left flank belonged by seniority to the commander of the regiment Kutuzov had reviewed at Braunau ... ...oss which our men, regard- less of orders, were running and descending the valley. That moment of moral hesitation which decides the fate of battles h... ...s. Bonaparte, having come up at a gallop, stopped his horse. “Which is the senior?” he asked, on seeing the prison- ers. They named the colonel, Princ...

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...ll measurable things, but interpretations are illimitable, and in girls of sweet, ardent nature, every sign is apt to conjure up wonder, hope, belief,... ...ral but necessary to the perfec- 24 Middlemarch tion of womanhood, that a sweet girl should be at once con- vinced of his virtue, his exceptional abi... ...niceties of the trous- seau, the pattern of plate, nor even the honors and sweet joys of the blooming matron. It had now entered Dorothea’s mind that ... ...ing wood; and the stray hovel, its old, old thatch full of mossy hills and valleys with wondrous modula- tions of light and shadow such as we travel f... ...n informer ready to be bought off, rather than for the tone of an offended senior. He was not a man to feel any strong moral indignation even on accou... ...our shoulders, Doctor,” said Mr. Vincy, glancing first at Dr. Sprague, the senior physician of the town, and then at Lydgate who sat opposite. “Y ou m... ...woman differ from his passion for another as joy in the morning light over valley and river and white moun- tain-top differs from joy among Chinese la... ... much head-shaking and biting innuendo even among substantial professional seniors, had for the gen- eral mind all the superior power of mystery over ... ... to her declaration that she would never be married again, and in the long valley of her life which looked so flat and empty of waymarks, guidance wou...

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...d this out as soon as possible. What’s New When we began Best of Four five years ago, it was the intention of the English faculty on the Hazleton camp... ...eam was to play in the majors. The first time I played baseball, I was six years old. I remember being only as tall as the tee. No matter how hard I t... ...I remember my parents cheering me on and the crowd going wild. That entire year was exciting for me, and I learned how to play the game. T wo years pa... ...ns. Nate was a popular student who was friendly to everyone. It was Nate’s senior year in high school, and he was a star wrestler on the varsity team.... ...AT E Brandi Saveri 8 Best of Four The evening of May 28, 1998 approached; senior prom was a happy day and very memorable evening. Nate however was no... ...appy day and very memorable evening. Nate however was not forgotten at his senior prom. All of his friends dedicated the prom song “Remember Me,” the ... ...re to search for bushes of plump and royal blue huckleberries. They have a sweet taste as if somebody went through and sprinkled them with sugar. This... ...in time, back to the days of greasers and gangs, Frank Sinatra and Frankie Valley. Anyone who appreciates the past will thoroughly enjoy the sights an...

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.... Job has been written and read; the tower of Siloam fell nineteen hundred years ago; yet we have still to desire a little Christianity, or, failing t... ...emperor and the gossip of country market women, the gradual decay of forty years of a man’s life and the gesture of a passionate moment. He finds him-... ...ic sentiment, it is curious enough to think that T om Jones is laid in the year forty-five, and that the only use he makes of the rebellion is to thro... ...d among strangers, I can say that he behaved so brave, so composed, and so sweet and affectionate, it could not be surpassed. And now, like many other... ...egret nothing.” It is not given to all to bear so clear a testimony to the sweetness of their fate, nor to any without courage and wisdom; for this wo... ... from the very look of the mechanical in life; all should, if possible, be sweetly spontaneous and swimmingly progressive. Thus he learned to make lea... ...h of St. Leu d’Esserens, which makes so fine a figure in the pleasant Oise valley be- tween Creil and Beaumont. He was reclaimed by no less than two b... ...tle warm in summer perhaps, and a little cold in win- ter in that draughty valley between two great mountain fields; but what with the hills, and the ... ...rs the junior of his bride, and this time he was five-and-thirty years her senior. It will be a fine question which marriage promises more: for a boy ...