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...t rise before me are those of the back-board and the stocks, French in the school-room, and Miss Simmonds’ “Lady Ursula, think of your position!” And ... ...were well to do, but had no ready money to lay out on a passage across the Atlantic. Nor would Hester wait. She had persuaded herself that a letter wo... ...e had come to her rescue, when she was only nine or ten years old, and her schoolboy cousins were teasing her, and at every T welfth-day party since s... ...wer with papa than any of us. She had a coaxing way, which his stately old-school cour- tesy never could resist. She used when we were children to beg... ...y brother’s manner; I think its courtesy and polish almost frightened her, high- spirited, resolute woman as she was. “I understand,” she said, with a... ...ake any steps until after the funeral.” Whatever Hester Lea was, she was a high-spirited being, standing there, a solitary woman, a stranger, with all... ...llent for cattle; and then, again, the river becomes tidal, and reaches at high water to the steep banks, sometimes covered with wood, sometimes with ... ...le promontory comes the hamlet of fisherfolk at Quay T revor; and then the coast sweeps away to Shinglebay town, as anyone may see by the map. Ours is...

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...wing from a blur of light to a huge moving brilliance, like the front of a high-class theatre, that towered above the ferry boats. Y ou could often he... ...ther man. “You from Frisco?” “Yare.” “That’s goddam funny. You’re from the Coast, this feller’s from New York, an’ Ah’m from ole Indiana, right in the... ...id Andrews, laughing. “Though I’ve never been to see.” “ Ah never had much schoolin’,” went on Chris. “I lef school when I was twelve, ‘cause it warn’... ...ed fellow, Andrews. Tough luck they couldn’t have come along. The sun rose higher. Men sneaked into the barracks one by one and lay down on the bare c... ... brown marshland and slate-grey stretches of water. “God! that must be the Atlantic Ocean,” cried Fuselli in excitement. “Ain’t yer never seen it befo... ...? That’s the Perth River,” said Bill Grey scornfully. “No, I come from the Coast.” They stuck their heads out of the window side by side so that their... ...rag-time for a mo- ment. The negro’s voice broke into it suddenly, pitched high. “Dis is de song ob de Titanic, Sailin’ on de sea.” The guitar strumm... ...ntes?” asked the top sergeant, as if it had just slipped his mind. “On the coast,” answered Fuselli. “I seen it on the map.” “Nantes’s way off to hell... ...happened there. The hospital was in a big ram- bling house, looked like an Atlantic City hotel … . We used to run our car in back and sleep in it. It ...

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..., and on the other making friends with the people of the Old Town, pilots, coasters, sailors, workers of all sorts. He pretended rather absurdly to be... ... went in and sat down. The carnival time was drawing to an end. Everybody, high and low, was anxious to have the last fling. Companies of masks with l... ...hem there was a girl in a black dress sewn over with gold half moons, very high in the neck and very short in the skirt. Most of the ordinary clients ... ... (a Republican ironclad) had appeared and chased them ashore on the French coast below Bayonne. In a few words, but with evident appreciation of the a... ...professional gravity that given a few perfectly quiet nights (rare on that coast) it could certainly be done. Mr. Mills was not afraid of the elements... ...ld certainly be done. Mr. Mills was not afraid of the elements. It was the highly inconvenient zeal of the French custom-house people that had to be d... ...ersoy lives more like a man of the world. One day I met him at the fencing school. He was furious. He asked me to tell my mother that this was the las... ...fice! For I seem to remember hearing that after attending for a while some school round the corner the child had been set to keep the books of that or... ... might fall. I have watched stars falling in scores on clear nights in the Atlantic. And it was nothing. The flash of a pinch of gunpowder in your fac...

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...- urb yet he looked thirstingly. Each variation of landscape of the curved highway offered him in a moment decisive fea- tures: he fitted them to a st... ...e-howl of transformed beasts, which at some remembering touch bewail their higher state. Those women are sovereignly attractive, too, loathsomely. 7 ... ...ore, because they were not sculptured eyes, it was the ex- pression of his high and frigid nature rather than any of the diversities pertaining to sen... ...ns and vowing she won’t budge; and taking kicks from a big foot across the Atlantic, and shaking bayonets out of her mob- cap for a little one’s cock ... ...is; or there he seems to be; but he’s dead: and the fisherman off the west coast after dreaming of a magical haul, gets more fish than disappointment ... ...yond an allusion to an accident to John Mattock’s yacht off the Irish west-coast last autumn; but the Irishmen were subjected to some remarks by the E... ...venienced by the loss of the tender; the ten- der would fall adrift on the Atlantic, with pilot and captain at sword and pistol, the crew playing Donn... ...in the capacity of Irish frieze to turn a deluge of the deeps driven by an Atlantic gale was shaken by the time she sighted harbour, especially when s... ...48 Celt and Saxon ‘It’s for a walk in the wind up Caer Gybi, and along the coast I mean to go,’ said Kathleen. ‘This morning?’ the captain asked her. ...

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...ng unusual for a painter, for he had been to Eton and to Cambridge. He was highly talented, abun dantly loquacious, and immensely enthusiastic. It wa... ...s a mountaineer, he had made an ascent of K2 in the Hindu Kush, the second highest mountain in In dia, and he made it without the elaborate equipment... ... then, like a homing bird, it flew to the green woods and the storm beaten coasts of his native Brittany. His brown eyes were veiled with sudden melan... ... romance. For years Susie had led the monoto nous life of a mistress in a school for young ladies, and had resigned herself to its dreariness for the... ...ife, Arthur found himself the girl’s guardian and executor. He sent her to school; saw that she had everything she could possibly want; and when, at s... ...back of your head. Art has nothing to do with a smart frock, and whether a high heeled pointed shoe commends itself or not to the painters in the qua... ... I think the odd trick is mine.’ This cruel vindictiveness, joined with a schoolboy love of taunting the vanquished foe, was very characteristic. Sus... ... There was delight in the smell of the sea and in the freedom of the great Atlantic. And then he thought of the green lanes and of the waste places wi...

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...LN. TO JAMES BERDAN. SPRINGFIELD, May 7, 1866. DEAR SIR:—It is a matter of high moral obligation, if not of necessity, for me to attend the Coles and ... ...ings of Abraham Lincoln: V ol Two VERSES WRITTEN BY LINCOLN CON- CERNING A SCHOOL-FELLOW WHO BECAME INSANE—(A FRAGMENT). And when at length the drear ... ...in each successive annual message, thus showing that he deems that point a highly essential one. In the importance of that point I entirely agree with... ...used up, and who will be the nominee. My hope of Taylor’s nomination is as high—a little higher than it was when you left. Still, the case is by no me... ...n account; but I understand he wants to live with me, so that he can go to school and get a fair start in the world, which I very much wish him to hav... ...ble and oppressed colonies of Great Britain, inhabiting a por- tion of the Atlantic coast of North America, publicly de- clared their national indepen... ...ppressed colonies of Great Britain, inhabiting a por- tion of the Atlantic coast of North America, publicly de- clared their national independence, an... ...em where they can buy them cheapest; and that, undoubtedly, will be on the coast of Africa, provided you will consent not to hang them for going there... ...ould not be equally well made in favor of his right to bring them from the coast of Africa. The Judge replied that the Constitution requires the suppr...

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... life—with the help of powerful and will- ing friends on both sides of the Atlantic. The following docu- ments tell the story: 104 Irving Street, Camb... ... to do what I can to see that such remonstrance is made. I still think too highly both of my own government and of the government of France to believe... ... forthwith dashed forth, bent on demanding from one of the tin-derbies the high identity and sacred mission of this personage. I knew that with the ex... ... particularly to secure our long- delayed permission. Accordingly I was in high spirits as I rushed toward the bureau. I didn’t have to go far. The my... ...spirited conclusion upon a note so low as to wither us all. Then, too, the Schoolmaster. A little fragile old man. His trousers were terrifically too ... ...ke he had three mous- taches, two of them being eyebrows. He used to teach school in Alsace-Lorraine, and his sister is there. In speaking to you his ... ...ed so much to know—if there were wild horses in America? Yes, probably the Schoolmaster was a notorious sedition- ist. The all-wise French Government ... ...n France, any place I wanted to go, provided it was not on or near the sea coast. That was in order that I should not perhaps try to escape from Franc...

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...tient, consistent, apologetic, laborious person, with the temperament of a schoolmaster and the pursuits of a vestryman. No doubt that literary knack ... ...his reconciliation with the gods far beyond mere lovemaking into politics, high art, schemes for reclaiming new continents from the ocean, and recogni... ... and com- promising to his newly acknowledged position as the founder of a school. Instead of pretending to read Ovid he does actu- ally read Schopenh... ... all costs, and of every woman to be married at all costs, must, without a highly scientific social organization, produce a ruinous development of pov... ...Masters of Arts as what they really are and no more: that is, patentees of highly questionable methods of thinking, and manufacturers of highly questi... ...onable, and for the majority but half valid representa- tions of life. The schoolboy who uses his Homer to throw at his fellow’s head makes perhaps th... ... tition of Regent Street with the Rue de Rivoli, of Brighton and the south coast with the Riviera, for the spending money of the American T rusts. Wha... ... to cultivate himself in a first rate manner before ventur- ing across the Atlantic. To this culture he finds English people either totally indifferen...

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...or wasting gold paper. Fanny, whether near or from her cousins, whether in the school room, the 12 JANE AUSTEN drawing room, or the shrubbery, was eq... ... support could not bring her forward, but his attentions were otherwise of the highest importance in as sisting the improvement of her mind, and exte... ...rant, instead of contriving to gratify him at little expense, gave her cook as high wages as they did at Mansfield Park, and was scarcely ever seen in ... ...ys loved, and now hoped to retain with her as long as she remained single, was highly agreeable; and her chief anxiety was lest Mansfield should not sa... ...ost from others, and are least honest themselves.” “Ah! You have been in a bad school for matrimony, in Hill Street.” “My poor aunt had certainly litt... ...fferent thing. — You must see the difference yourself. My father wished us, as school boys, to speak well, but he would never wish his grown up daught... ... think, Miss Price, we would have indulged ourselves with a week’s calm in the Atlantic at that season.” He seemed determined to be answered; and Fann... ...round at his sister as he sealed and threw the letter from him, and seeing the coast clear of the rest of the family, said, with a smile, “And how do ...

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..., in the storming of some eastern riverain stronghold, somewhere about the coast of China. The officer’s youth was assumed on the strength of his rank... ... for straight they could not go. The humour of gentlemen at home is always highly excited by such cool feats. We are a small island, but you see what ... ...ered, if not the right, thing. Again and again was it confirmed on days of high celebration, days of birth or bridal, how sure she was to hit the mark... ...piritual, and where it passes for coin of value, the society has reached a high refinement: Arcadian by the aesthetic route. Observation of Willoughby... ...friends to exclaim: “How like him that is!” conjured them across the broad Atlantic to behold and clap hands at his lordliness. They saw him distinctl... ...s friends whom he met. She was crossing from field to field with a band of school-children, gathering wild flowers for the morrow May-day. He sprang t... ...tered to the partiality of the genus for pocket-money. He did not play the schoolmaster, like bookworms who get poor little lads in their grasp. Mr. W... ...ain Patterne to visit me: just pre- vious to his departure for the African Coast, where Govern- ment despatches Marines when there is no other way of ... ...I want to let off, and so I’ve an idea of shouldering my gun along the sea-coast and shooting gulls: which’ll be a harmless form of committing patrici...