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...and in full pontificals, the tripping little secretary swinging an incense-pot before him, and the greasy chaplain bearing his crosier. Next day we ha... ...ench squadron, of which they seemed to make rather light. I heard the last odds 28 Notes on a Journey from Cornhill to Grand Cairo on the ensuing mat... ...about beauty, but would you wear a flower that had been dipped in a grease-pot?No; give me a fresh, dewy, healthy rose out of Somersetshire; not one o...

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...s. And more than all, if just previ- ous to putting your hand into the tar-pot, you have been lord- ing it as a country schoolmaster, making the talle... ... In short, he plainly hinted that we could not possibly do better than try pot-luck at the Try Pots. But the directions he had given us about keeping ... ...owards the kitchen, I following. Mrs. Hussey soon appeared, with a mustard-pot in one hand and a vinegar-cruet in the other, having just broken away f... ...hing up stairs again empty-handed, when Mrs. Hussey interposed the mustard-pot and vinegar-cruet, and the entire castor of her countenance. “What’s th... ...r some time there was a continual fetching and carrying on board of divers odds and ends of things, both large and small. Chief among those who did th... ...titiousness hereditary to all sailors; but of all sailors, they are by all odds the most directly brought into contact with whatever is appallingly as... ... in a whaler wonders soon wane. Be- sides, now and then such unaccountable odds and ends of strange nations come up from the unknown nooks and ash- ho... ...s of the whale, but in many scientific pre- sentations of him. Now, by all odds, the most ancient extant portrait anyways purporting to be the whale’s... ...eder!” 339 Herman Melville “Not that,” said Stubb, “no, no, it’s a coffee-pot, Mr. Starbuck; he’s coming off to make us our coffee, is the Y arman; d...

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...tes. And more than all, if just previous to putting your hand into the tar pot, you have been lording it as a country schoolmaster, making the tallest... ... In short, he plainly hinted that we could not possibly do better than try pot luck at the Try Pots. But the directions he had given us about keeping ... ...owards the kitchen, I following. Mrs. Hussey soon appeared, with a mustard pot in one hand and a vinegar cruet in the other, having just broken away ... ...hing up stairs again empty handed, when Mrs. Hussey interposed the mustard pot and vinegar cruet, and the entire castor of her countenance. “What’s th... ... gave her to understand the whole case. Unconsciously clapping the mustard pot to one side of her nose, she rumi nated for an instant; then exclaimed... ...r some time there was a continual fetching and carrying on board of divers odds and ends of things, both large and small. Chief among those who did th... ...titiousness hereditary to all sailors; but of all sailors, they are by all odds the most directly brought into contact with whatever is appallingly as... ... in a whaler wonders soon wane. Besides, now and then such unac countable odds and ends of strange nations come up from the unknown nooks and ash hol... ...ures of the whale, but in many scientific presentations of him. Now, by all odds, the most ancient extant portrait anyways purporting to be the whale’s...

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...d,” was Mr. Mugridge’s parting injunction, as I left the galley with a big tea pot in one hand, and in the hollow of the other arm several loaves of f... ...gh the lee galley door: “’Ere, you! Don’t tyke all night about it! Where’s the pot? Lost overboard? Serve you bloody well right if yer neck was broke!... ... right if yer neck was broke!” I managed to struggle to my feet. The great tea pot was still in my hand. I limped to the galley and handed it to him. ... ...s a natural gambler, and life is the biggest stake he can lay. The greater the odds, the greater the thrill. Why should I deny myself the joy of excit... ..., this carrying his life in his hands and struggling for it against tremendous odds. I was learning more and more seamanship; and one clear day, — a t... ...d not bear out the assertion, nor did the accumulations of grease on stove and pot and pan attest a general cleanliness. “I’ve given you warning, Cook... ...nd came to myself to find my advancing foot on the verge of overturning a paint pot. “Sleep walking, sunstroke, — what?” he barked. “No; indigestion,” ... ...th a laugh. “No salt mines this time, Smoke. But I’ll tell you what — I’ll lay odds of five to one it’s the Macedonia.” No one accepted his offer and h...

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...ells truth), that a traveller has need of some one who knows the way, or the odds go hard against him that he will ever see the face of Saint Peter.” ... ...amwell, “let me not die with my hands pinioned: give me a sword, and set any odds of your men against me, and let me die the death of a man, like the ... ...ed with ignominy.” “No, no,” said the sheriff; “I have had enough of setting odds against you. I have sworn you shall be hanged, and hanged you shall ... ..., “and better late than never: but I lacked a cup of this before. Had I been pot valiant, I had held you play.” “Sir knight,” said Marian, “this is th...

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...e, “Come in!” Boucard kept his face buried in a pile of papers—broutilles (odds and ends) in French law jargon—and went on draw- ing out the bill of c... ...more eagerly on the mercy of God. “What do you think of that for a cracked pot?” said Simonnin, without waiting till the old man had shut the door. “H... ...rry that comes of the necessity for being ready at a fixed hour. The large pot-bellied tin cans in which milk is carried, and the little pots for crea...

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...ve! it is true, and the 24 Men’s Wives money was handed to me in a pewter-pot, of which they also begged to make me a present. We afterwards went to ... ...brown shirt-collar, his pea-green slippers on the hob, and on the fire the pot of chocolate which was sim- mering for his breakfast. A lazier fellow t... ... (his fingers were always as damp and shiny as if he had them in a pomatum-pot), and arranged his figure for the day. “Here’s a gent wants you in the ... ... for porter at dinner at Richmond, and began to drink it out of the pewter pot. It was a fine sight. She lifted up the tankard with one of the finest ... ...d a bird of paradise on her head, that curled round the pewter disc of the pot as she raised it, like a halo. These peculiarities she had, and has sti... ...d, it wasn’t your fault. It is but going through the court. It is no great odds. I forgive you.” CHAPTER VI. IN WHICH MR. W ALKER STILL REMAINS IN DIF... ...nd Tittery lost seventeen shillings in a single bet to Pitts, who took the odds. As Biggs and his party arrived, I heard Hawkins say to Berry, “For he... ...aker Street. W ell, ladies, no doubt you say he is right: and what are the odds, so long as you are happy? 141 Thackeray DENNIS HAGGARTY’S WIFE. THER...

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...r the accommodation of spiders. The spinster aunt took up a large watering pot which lay in one corner, and was about to leave the arbour. Mr. T upman... ...ome pebbles which had accidentally found their way into the large watering pot shook like an infant’s rattle. ‘Miss Wardle,’ said Mr. Tupman, ‘you are... ...n angel.’ ‘Mr. Tupman!’ exclaimed Rachael, blushing as red as the watering pot itself. ‘Nay ,’ said the eloquent Pickwickian—’I know it but too well.’... ...aused, and pressed the hand which clasped the handle of the happy watering pot. The lady turned aside her head. ‘Men are such deceivers,’ she softly w... ...alorous reply. ‘Oh, Rachael!’ He seized her passive hand, and the watering pot fell to the ground as he pressed it to his lips.—’Oh, Rachael! say you ... ...t, and is quite sure it ain’t kit tens; and arter all though, where’s the odds, when they’re so like weal that the wery piemen themselves don’t know ...

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... word and a smile, and a flick of his whip, for all the peasant girls, and odds and ends of the Sonnambula for all the echoes. So long, he went jingli... ...eaps of rags, groping in the snowy streets with little rakes, in search of odds and ends. 92 Pictures from Italy Or how, between Paris and Marseilles... ...bare, like a bald place on a man’s head. A cigar merchant, with an earthen pot of charcoal ashes in one hand, went up and down, crying his wares. A pa... ...nd on their heads they wear a stiff white cap, like a large English porter pot, without a handle. Each carries in his hand, a nosegay, of the size of ... ..., see mustard on the table? Sir, will you oblige me! do you see a Mustard Pot?’ The apostles and Judas appearing on the platform, after much expectat... ...ollowed by a very dirty little boy, carry ing his sacred vestments, and a pot of Holy Water. Here is the last judge come at last, and now he takes hi... ... his shoulders. Then he says a silent prayer; and dipping a brush into the pot of Holy Water, sprinkles it over the box—and over the boy, and gives th...

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...something very different came home with him—namely, a little dainty flower-pot and pan, with an Etruscan pattern, the very best things that had been t... ...uirt out perfume! “Never mind, Harold,” I said, “you can give your flower- pot all the same.” “You may,” said Harold. “Why should not you?” He shook h... ... Viola. “Oh, Lucy, what delicious thing is this?” It was the little flower-pot, in which I had planted a spray of lemon-scented verbena, which Viola h... ...our rising in his bronzed face at her eager acknowledgments of the flower- pot; after which she applied herself to begging her brother to let his hors... ...ut Harold also, to show to whom was owing the arrival of her wonderful tea-pot cozy. The good woman was just going to make her tea. Viola insisted on ... ...ent, and sweeping her into the carriage, returning as I was picking up the odds and ends that had been shed on the way. “Y ou have had a considerable ...

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..., with 12 guns and a fort, against Holkar and his 12,000. No such alarming odds, if - If!—ay, there was the rub—if we had shot, as well as pow- der fo... ...on; and about an ounce of almonds and raisins. Three ham-sandwiches, and a pot of currant-jelly, and 197 bottles of brandy, rum, madeira, pale ale (my... ...e whole list of eatables as before, ending with the ham-sandwiches and the pot of jelly. “Law! Mr. Gahagan,” said Mrs. Colonel V andegobbleschroy, “gi...

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...t making wheels and hand-mills to grind corn, was a good turner and a good pot- maker; he also made anything that was proper to make of earth or of wo... ...ok- room, to prevent the men taking it to eat raw, or taking it out of the pot before it was well boiled, and then to give every man but a very little... ...em off by force; however, he caused some biscuit-cakes to be dipped in the pot, and softened with the liquor of the meat, which they called brewis, an... ... they could eat while it was sweet, with a great basket of dried grapes, a pot of fresh water, and a young kid alive, they boldly set out in the canoe... ...ed; but the case differed now very much, for two men to fifty was too much odds. The two men had the happiness to discover them about a league off, so... ...e, raised that great army upon us in three or four hours, and it was great odds but we had all been destroyed. One of our men was killed with a lance ... ...- ping forward himself, takes one of the mops, and dipping it in the pitch-pot, he and his man threw it among them so plentifully that, in short, of a...

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... before any come to molest.” A few minutes later the little Prince of Wales was gar- landed with Tom’s fluttering odds and ends, and the little Prince... ...m, with his charge, after ordering a meal to be sent thither. It was a poor apartment, with a shabby bed and some odds and ends of old furniture in it... ... grant my prayer—give commandment that I be hanged!” Tom was amazed. This was not the outcome he had looked for. “Odds my life, a strange boon! Was it... ...his journey now; however, he was not to lose this thrifty dame’s society so easily. She furnished him some little odds and ends of employment, which h... ...ike your true King; now where got he that trick? See him scribble and scratch away contentedly at his meaningless pot-hooks, fancy- ing them to be Lat... ...he said to himself; “but it mattereth not, this is his twin brother, and can give his Majesty news of t’other Sir-Odds-and-Ends, I warrant.” So he sai... ...an theirs.” Nothing was found but a document. The officer tore it open, and Hendon smiled when he recognised the ‘pot-hooks’ made by his lost little f...

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... packing her trunks, sister,” replied Miss Jemima; “we have made her a bow-pot.” “Say a bouquet, sister Jemima, ’tis more genteel.” “Well, a booky as ... ...d, and a tin candlestick on the table, and a little black porter in a pint-pot. “Had your dinner, I suppose? It is not too warm for you? 67 Thackeray... ...aronet plunged a fork into the saucepan on the fire, and withdrew from the pot a piece of tripe and an onion, which he divided into pretty equal porti... ...to-morrow.” “He’s always at law business,” said Mrs. Tinker, taking up the pot of porter. “Drink and drink about,” said the Baronet. “Y es; my dear, T... ...n the year 179-, when he was just clear of these incumbrances, he gave the odds of 100 to 1 (in twenties) against Kangaroo, who won the Derby. The Rec... ... “What’s that to me?” Sir Pitt asked. “I know she’s married. That makes no odds. Tell her to come down at once, and not keep me.” “Are you not aware, ...

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...d me strangely; they spoke of so tranquil a despair. Meanwhile the husband 21 Robert Louis Stevenson smilingly made his sack; and the unconscious bab... ...ption their desultory cannibal wars. Through these events and changing dynasties, a single considerable figure may be seen to move: that of the high c... ...s; his scientific papers, lives of saints, and devotional poetry. He cast about for a new in- terest: pitched on gardening, and was to be seen all day... ...the chieftaincy; and he lived, at the time of our visit, in the shoreward part of the village in a good house, and with a strong following of young me... ...expected daily. Strong in a following of numerous and somewhat savage clansmen, each of these was believed, like a Douglas of old, to be of doubtful l... ...n the cause of all this anxiety rolling on his big legs, with his big smiling face, apparently unarmed, and certainly unattended, through the hostile ...

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...ropped in of an evening and played a sort of home-made roulette with a tin pot and a nail. There were hundreds of things that he wanted to do, but the... ...holes were strug- gling out of the water and had to raise their heads, the odds were with the wolves. On dry land the wolves suffered; but in the wate...

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...he sits in the Inn. He don’t notice me, but I notice him. There’s no great odds betwixt us. We both grub on in a muddle. Hi, Lady Jane!” A large grey ... ...u wos missed to day, you wouldn’t be missed to morrow. A day makes no such odds.” “But when you came down here,” proceeded Mr. Skimpole, “it was a fin... ...e tea, as I had already been installed into the responsibility of the tea pot; and then, as they were all rather late and nobody was down yet, I thou... ...thousand tracts to an annuity and from a marble monu ment to a silver tea pot. They took a multitude of titles. They were the Women of England, the D... ...y through this second plate and stops to take an enjoying pull at his pint pot of half and half (also renewed) and stretches out his legs and rubs his... ...les every variety of prospect, and is backed up by every variety of flower pot and balus trade, the result is very imposing. But fashion is Mr. Weevl... ... sing ‘em a good song. I couldn’t! He could play ‘em a tune on any sort of pot you please, so as it was iron or block tin. I never could do nothing wi... ...ots and shoes of children, firewood, wafers, saucepan lids, damp sugar in odds and ends of paper bags, footstools, blacklead brushes, bread, Mrs. Jel...

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...of M. Loyal’s construction, with our head as nearly in the kitchen chimney pot as we can conceive it likely for the head of any gentleman, not by prof... ...cribe your name upon the tablets of my memory?’ I asked. ‘There’s not much odds in the name,’ returned the little man, ‘—no name particular—I am the K... ...again directly? Refreshment room full, platform full, porter with watering pot deliberately cooling a hot wheel, another porter with equal deliberatio... ...of the art to children is, the night has so worn away, being now almost at odds with morning, which is which, that they are quiet, and no light shines...

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...ban and dressed her glossy wealth of hair “like white folks”; she added some odds and ends of rather lurid ribbon and a spray of atrocious artificial ... ...of a case. If he had known how deep I am in now, the will would have gone to pot without waiting for a duel to help. Three hundred dollars! It’s a pil...

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... fat fool is of one mind and the camel like one of another. But that is no odds. I may spend one night here and perhaps the next. It has happened befo... ...ust be careful before one sets them. Tell me, did you see the shape of the pot?’ ‘For a little time. It began to grow like a flower from the ground.’ ... ...common things such as he and I both know.’ They heaped the tray again with odds and ends gathered from the shop, and even the kitchen, and every time ...