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...strophe announced by the associated Fates, powers conspiring to a sinister end and, with their command of means, finally achieving it, yet in such str... ... is not here, rigorously, the one reflec- tor. There are occasions when it plays this part, just as there are others when his plays it, and an intelli... ...t given up yet, and the broken sen- tence, if she was the last word, would end with a sort of meaning. There was a minute during which, though her eye... ...in this light, either all put up with or all declined. Yet at the winter’s end, nevertheless, she could scarce have said what stand she conceived she ... ...ion— that he had in fine reappeared on a single occasion on his way to the West: his way from Washington as she be- lieved, though he was out of sight... ...hom he would just now have most valued seeing on his own terms sailed away westward from Genoa. He thereby only wrote to her, having broken, in this r...

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...Excerpt: Chapter 1. On the afternoon of a warm day in the end of July, an open carriage was waiting in front of the painted toy-looking building which served as the railway station of Teignmouth. The fine bay horses stood patiently enduring the attacks of hosts of winged foes, too w...

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...PTER I CHAPTER I CHAPTER I CHAPTER I ON THE AFTERNOON of a warm day in the end of July, an open carriage was waiting in front of the painted toy-look-... ...self now and then to whisk off some more perti- nacious tormentor with the end of his whip. Less patient was the sole occupant of the carriage, a maid... ...the unknown haven of their hopes, and of expectations that it would in the end benefit their mother. The next morning she was quite in her usual spiri... ...gford was not overfatigued when she ar- rived at Uncle Geoffrey’s house at Westminster. The cordial- ity of their greeting may be imagined, as a visit... ...bright morning.” “We will go directly,” said Queen Bee; “we will go by the west turning, so that Henrietta may see the Pleasance.” “My dear! the west ... ...nklin arrived, well pleased to see them ready to fulfil their promise; the west door was opened, and disclosed a huge heap of holly laid up under the ... ... a year younger. How they did pet her! and come down to all their old baby-plays again for her sake, till I was almost afraid that cricket and hockey ...

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...e state-making dream is a very old dream indeed in the world’s history. It plays too small a part in novels. Plato and Confucius are but the highest o... ...ve not forgotten the chagrins and dreams of childhood. He was a prosperous west of England builder; including my father he had three nephews, and for ... ...usso-Turkish war and one of Napier’s expedi- tion to Abyssinia I read from end to end; Stanley and Livingstone, lives of Wellington, Napoleon and Gari... ...t of the servant class. If so, he had overreached himself and defeated his end, for no servant would stay in them unless for exceptional wages or exce... ... cool and pleas- ant in a hot climate), and the stairs went steeply up, to end at last in attics too inaccessible for occupation. The ceilings had vas... ...ndon,—my grandfather’s was one of these. London, twelve miles to the north-west, was making itself felt more and more. But this was only the beginning... ...formerly come to the very borders of the High Street were broken up north, west and south, by new roads. This enterprising person and then that began ... ...so that I am al- ways reminded of Ibsen in Cambridge. In Cambridge and the plays of Ibsen alone does it seem appropriate for the hero- ine before the ... ...ake that idea of a collective mind play in this book the part United Italy plays in Machiavelli’s Prince. I have called it the hinterland of reality, ...

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...t. They don’t want to make friends with the employer. They want to make an end to the employer. Whatever we give them they’ll take and press us for mo... ...red Things,” he tried, “in a scrap like this. “We’ve got to mend things or end things,” continued the big employer. “Nothing goes on for ever. Things ... ...ching socialism. Don’t think I want to be overcritical. I admit there’s no end of things to be said for a proper sort of socialism, Ruskin, and all th... ...d the contrast between that dear England of hedges and homes and the south-west wind in which his imagina- tion lived, and the crude presences of a me... ...en’t even a common speech between them. One looks east and the other looks west. How can you expect them to agree? Of course they won’t agree. We’ve g... ...b just where it was most in the way. What was wrong? What was wanting? The Westminster Gazette, The Spectator, and several other of the most trusted o... ...n. Now add the water—so. “It becomes opalescent. How beautifully the light plays in it! “Take it.” The bishop dismissed his last discretion and drank.... ...sm they may never understand, lull them into comfort and routine. Instinct plays us false here as it plays the savage mother false when she snatches h...

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...car.” “Then what do you say?” “I agree. Peripatetic treatment.” “South and west. We could talk on the road. In the eve- nings. By the wayside. We migh... ...t any time…. We’ll try it. We’ll try it…. And so for this journey into the west of En- gland…. And—if we can get there—I’m not sure that we can get th... ...ent driver. He took the Charmeuse out into the traffic of Baker Street and westward through brisk and busy streets and roads to Brentford and Hounslow... ...of quiet industri- ous soakers. The incurable river man and the river girl end at that.” Dr. Martineau encouraged Sir Richmond by an apprecia- tive si... ...d?” the doctor suggested. “Which refuses to be content with pleasure as an end?” “What greater desire?” asked Sir Richmond, disconcert- ingly. “Oh! … ... ...ame it. It is just blind drive. I admit its discontent with pleasure as an end—but has it any end of its own? At the most you can say that the rage in... ...e—it’s not love. It’s not even such love as Caston gave me. It’s a game he plays with his imagi- nation.” She had released a flood of new ideas in Sir...

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...As the family still hesitated to appear, she went to the bay window at the end of the room, and stood there for a moment looking out. The view was won... ...itself. When Snooky and Howard had seated themselves, but one chair—at the end of the breakfast-table, oppo- site Mr. Bessemer—remained vacant. “Is yo... .... Bessemer sat in the bay window of the dining-room reading the paper from end to end. At five Travis bestirred herself. It was Victorine’s af- ternoo... ...t,” he always added, “I couldn’t help that, you know.” His people had come West in the early eighties, just in time to bury the father in alien soil. ... ...at it made their tea taste bitter. The watermelon rinds were flat to their Western palates, but the dried almonds were a great success. Then Condy pro... ...st, occurred that strange trick of picture-making that the overtaxed brain plays upon the retina. A swift series of pictures of the day’s doings began... ...re, a vast streak of purple against the sky. The eye followed its sky-line westward till it climbed, climbed, climbed up a long slope that sud- denly ...

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...me a waiting interval. The landlord, in plain clothes, and bareheaded, placed himself on the bottom marble step, abreast the portier, who stood on the... ...oom. They are like long, narrow, high-ceiled bird-cages hung against the building. My room was a corner room, and had two of these things, a north one... ...hich had such a serene and satisfying charm about it as this one gives. The first night we were there, we went to bed and to sleep early; but I awoke ... ...e rain, but it turned out to be only the murmur of the restless Neckar, tumbling over her dikes and dams far below, in the gorge. I got up and went in... ...l over, too. The door was standing half open, and at last one old jay happened to go and light on it and look in. Of course, that knocked the mystery ... ...n entering college. He merely pays a trifling fee of five or ten dollars, receives a card entitling him to the privileges of the university, and that ... ...lleries are open, and whether a permit is required, and where you are to get it, and what you must pay for it; or when the theaters open and close, wh...

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...raphical Edition WHILE MY HUSBAND and Mr. Henley were engaged in writ- ing plays in Bournemouth they made a number of titles, hoping to use them in th... ... of Mr. Henley’s enthusiasm swept him off his feet. However, after several plays had been finished, and his health seriously im- paired by his endeavo... ...aving added one of the titles, The Hanging Judge, to the list of projected plays, now thrown aside, and emboldened by my husband’s offer to give me an... ...one, and your father (the worthy, Chris- tian man) began to sicken for his end, he gave me in charge a certain letter, which he said was your inherita... ...s rather tremulous laughter; and I was glad to get my bundle on my staff’s end and set out over the ford and up the hill upon the farther side; till, ... ... father and my mother lay. 12 Kidnapped CHAPTER II I come to my journey’s end ON THE FORENOON of the second day, coming to the top of a hill, I saw a... ...eighbourhood of Cramond; and so, from one to another, worked my way to the westward of the capital by Colinton, till I came out upon the Glasgow road.... ...ght; and the next morning there blew a bitter wintry wind out of the north-west, driving scattered clouds. For all that, and before the sun began to p... ...nd set forth upon our walk. The wind, being in that cold quarter the north-west, blew nearly in our faces as we went. It was the month of June; the gr...

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... their disaster, upon the hills of Brissago, beheld in Geneva at the other end of Switzer- land a poor little League of (Allied) Nations (excluding th... ... very bloody, which may be prolonged through a long period, and may in the end fail to achieve anything but social destruction. Nevertheless, the fact... ...me, a petty inci- dent; and a huge migration of peoples between Europe and Western Asia and America was in Progress, and—nobody seems to have realised... ...h some Danish ham, or eat a New Zealand chop, wind up his breakfast with a West Indian banana, glance at the latest telegrams from all the world, scru... ... of mystery, that disembowelled intelligence, Henry Cavendish, towards the end of the eighteenth century. So far as he was concerned the work was admi... ...ph theatre, and marvelled at the high-flung early Georgian houses upon the westward bank of that old gully of a thoroughfare; he felt strange with all... ... municipal players revolved perpetually through the cycle of Shakespeare’s plays, and four other great houses of refreshment and entertainment whose p... ... in the place and a patient named Kahn, a poet, and Edwards, a designer of plays and shows, spent some time with him. The talk wandered from point to ... ...timent and all our emotional forms have been almost altogether adolescent, plays and sto- ries, delights and hopes, they have all turned on that marve...

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...y. Each man carried over his shoulder a heavy stick of knotted oak, at the end of which hung a linen bag with little in it. Some wore, over the red ca... ...ts, which reached to the hips only, a garment peculiar to the peasantry of western France. Beneath this jacket, which was worn open, a waistcoat of th... ... quartered at Mayenne. During these troublous times the inhabitants of the west of France called all the soldiers of the Republic “Blues.” This nickna... ...inspired hopes of the conquest of France. The 7 Balzac departments of the West, known under the name of La Vendee, Brittany, and a portion of Lower N... ...ed by the bucolic “I don’t know,” the hopeless imbecility of which puts an end to all inquiry. He seated himself by the roadside, drew from his smock ... ...e genius of Hoche, the stability of which he had always doubted, was at an end. The civil war, he felt, was about to be renewed,— doubtless more terri... ...- haps the instinct which induces a woman to play with her victim as a cat plays with a mouse. “By virtue of what law do you put the Chouans to death?...

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...seed in California to the time of its consumption as bread in a village of Western Europe. The first novel, “The Octopus,” deals with the war be- twee... ...ial, and edged with the penetrating keen- ness of a Chicago evening at the end of February. The Italian Grand Opera Company gave one of the most popul... ...ad not a telephone! He was to blame for that, too, it seemed. At his wits’ end, he entertained for an instant the notion of dashing out into the stree... ...ng to the same physical type that includes Lincoln— the type of the Middle West—was almost a second father to the parentless Dearborn girls. In Massac... ...thers. Then, in the years just before the War, had come the great movement westward, and Cressler had been one of those to leave an “abandoned” New En... ...ad suc- ceeded in cornering all the visible supply of spring wheat. At the end of the thirtieth day of the corner the clique figured out its profits a... ...ar- ren pleasures—the library, the festival, the few concerts, the trivial plays. How easy it was to be good and noble when music such as this had bec... ...alf-past eight, Monsieur Gerardy ar- rived. All through the winter amateur plays had been in 91 Frank Norris great favor, and Gerardy had become, in ... ...He caused it to be understood that in the intervals of “coaching so- ciety plays” he gave his attention to the painting of land- scapes. Corthell feig...

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...the “solar,” the original site of the family, was at Cervatos in the north-west corner of Old Castile, close to the junction of Castile, Leon, and the... ...s of his life. Giulio, afterwards Cardinal, Acquaviva had been sent at the end of 1568 to Philip II by the Pope on a mission, partly of condolence, pa... ...for a congenial employment. In about three years he wrote twenty or thirty plays, which he tells us were per- formed without any throwing of cucumbers... ...r course without any hisses, outcries, or disturbance. In other words, his plays were not bad enough to be hissed off the stage, but not good enough t... ...mall one, about 26l., and on giving security for it he was released at the end of the year. It was as he journeyed from town to town collecting the ki... ... – Part I the managers might say could persuade him that the merits of his plays would not be recognised at last if they were only given a fair chance... ...e. His own inten- tions were expressed in the very vaguest language at the end of the book; nay, in his last words, “forse altro cantera con miglior p... ...tesy, Nor with thy famous arm this hand of mine That smote from east to west as lightnings fly. I scorned all empire, and that monarchy The rosy...

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..., Act I, scene i 5 BERNARDO: Last night of all, When yond same star that’s westward from the pole Had made his course to illume that part of heaven ... ... honor’d in the breach than the observance. This heavy headed revel east and west Makes us traduced and tax’d of other nations: They clepe us drunkard... ... Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porpentine: But this eternal blazon mus... ...ed a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being: that done, he lets me go: And, with his head over his sho... ...or: I know the good king and queen have sent for you. ROSENCRANTZ: To what end, my lord? HAMLET: That you must teach me. But let me conjure you, by... ...e way; and hither are they com ing, to offer you service. HAMLET: He that plays the king shall be welcome; his majesty shall have tribute of me; th... ...ved. GUILDENSTERN: In what, my dear lord? HAMLET: I am but mad north north west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. Hamlet, A...

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...ch Magnificent. It was a real research, it was documented. In the rooms in Westhaven Street that at last were as much as one could call his home, he h... ...rst it seemed to him that one had only just to hammer and will, and at the end, after a life of willing and hammering, he was still convinced there wa... ...tle of An Essay on Aristocracy. Moreover, it would seem that to- wards the end he had been disposed to drop the word “aris- tocratic” altogether, and ... ... more from nearly everything that one associates with aris- tocracy—at the end only its ideals of fearlessness and gener- osity remained. Of all these... ...of Sheerness. The river, with a string of battleships, was far away to the west of us, and the endless grey-blue flats of the Thames to the north. The... ...learness. The jungle that bordered the little encampment north, south, and west seemed to have crept a little nearer, enriched itself with black- ness... ...e had been several times to the opera and to a great number and variety of plays, he had been attentively inconspicuous in several really good week-en...

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...luable details. As a matter of fact in 1875 or ‘6, when very young, in the West Indies or rather in the Gulf of Mexico, for my contacts with land were... ...to sea like a rough head of stone stretched from a green-clad coast at the end of a slender neck of sand covered with thickets of thorny scrub. Utterl... ...Indeed, these cloudy nights are proverbial with the seamen along the whole west coast of a great continent. Sky, land, and sea disappear together out ... ...shallow depression abutting on a small strip of sandy shore. From that low end of the Great Isabel the eye plunges through an opening two miles away, ... ...e harbour, visible from the beach of the Great Isabel, is the square blunt end of the wooden jetty which the Oceanic Steam Navigation Company (the O.S... ...over, expired under him at the end of the Alameda, where the military band plays sometimes in the eve- nings between the revolutions. “Sir,” Captain M... ... the house; and the eye lost itself in a vast flat expanse of grass to the west, as if the plain be- tween the Sierra overtopping Sulaco and the coast...

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...scientific men are brought to recognize the immense part which electricity plays in human thought. Madame Birotteau now passed through several of the ... ...ecollecting the sum of money which was in the desk, a generous fear put an end to the chill ferment of her night- mare. She sprang terrified, and in h... ...er its intentions by developing them. The Duc de Richelieu has just put an end to the occupation of France by the for- eign armies. According to Monsi... ... though, like all women, she made use of the love she inspired to gain her end. “Well! Birotteau,” she said, “if you love me, let me be happy in my ow... ...saries of the Bourbons, and where the correspondence between Paris and the West secretly went on. Carried away by the fervor of youth, electrified by ... ...y one of those lucky chances which lead us to believe in a Sub-Providence, plays so great a part in this his- tory that it becomes absolutely necessar... ...aparon had the air of a pro- vincial comedian who knows all the roles, and plays the clown with a wink; his cheeks, where the rouge never stuck, were ... ...“Cephalic Oil.” While catastrophes thus threatened “The Queen of Roses” to westward, the house of A. Popinot was rising, radiant in the eastern splend... ... hopelessly) bent on making love to Madame Ragon, had brought her from the West Indies. Thus their little dinners were much prized. Jeannette, the old...

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...te them from the rest of France. Guerande, therefore, being at the extreme end of the continent, leads nowhere, and no one comes there. Glad to be ign... ... come to Guerande feel, as they do at Venice, a desire (soon forgotten) to end their days amid its peace and silence, walking in fine weather along th... ...writes the name, as do the rest of the world, du Guenic. 10 Balzac At the end of a silent, damp, and gloomy lane may be seen the arch of a door, or r... ...demoiselle Zephirine du Guenic. After the death of all those heroes of the West, the 16 Balzac baron, preserved by a miracle from ending as they did,... ...ad-colored candle called an oribus which is still used in certain parts of western France. Thus this rich old maid was nobility, pride, and grandeur p... ...re are no forfeits in the basket each player puts in a trifling sum. If he plays and wins a trick he is paid pro rata to the stake; that is, if there ... ...I did not know you, I should think you were out of your head.” “She writes plays, and books,” continued the baroness. “Books?” said the baron, looking... ...virility of her first writings. All the world now knows the two volumes of plays, not intended for represen- tation on the stage, written after the ma... ...triangular point of each gable a circular win- dow opens its cyclopic eye, westerly to the sea, easterly on Guerande. One facade of the house looks on...

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... memoir, was son to a clergyman of a Norfolk family, and was born at Coney Weston, on February 11, 1790. He was educated at Eton, and there formed mor... ...ind the meanness, cowardice, and wickedness of the habit, and what it will end in here and hereafter. He has promised that he will never offend in fut... ... been working hard and well, it was a thunder- bolt to him to find, at the end of the half-year, that a great deal more had been expected of him by hi... ... well remember how he used to sing the Psalms with the little turns at the end of the verses, which I envied his being able to do.’ Nor was this mere ... ...relations in the Eastern counties, some- times with Lady Patteson’s in the West. Landwith Rectory, in Cornwall, was the home of her eldest brother, Dr... ...visits to the theatre were strong incentives to a preparatory study of the plays of Goethe, Schiller, and Lessing. What noble acting we saw in that Dr... ...the Roman Catholic chapel, and on 108 Life of John Coleridge Patteson the west side is St. Paul’s Church, an Early English stone building, looking re... ...thout good voices, there is a certain body of sound, and I like it. Brooke plays the harmonium nicely. ‘The Norfolk Island people, two or three only, ... ... the fine wooded hill of Mota shows well over the house. The breeze always plays round it; and though it is very hot, it is only when the wind comes f...

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... at him. Change the colour and you might compare her to a lobster fixed on end, with a chin and no eyes. Matey talked to Miss Vincent up to the instan... ...formation, the answer became important. Ici was twenty miles to the north- west of London. How long would it take Matey to reach Donvres? Or at which ... ...Lord Ormont. Somewhere, they wee sure, old Matey was hammering to the same end—they could hear him. Thought of him inspired them to unwonted argumen- ... ...as long as he holds his tongue. A grateful coun- try will right him in the end: he has only to wait, and not so very long. “This I did: now examine it... ...ave a mission,’ she said. ‘There’s a fenc- ing match down at a hall in the West, near the barracks; private and select: Soldier and Civilian; I forget... ...x, Surrey, all the southern heights about London, round away to the south- western of the Hampshire heathland, were accurately mapped in the old warri... ... Spartan. She ‘s his pack on his back, for what she covers and the game he plays. It looks just tolerably decent with her in the house. She goes gabbl... ...y.’ ‘Are her manners agreeable?’ ‘Perfect; no pretension.’ ‘Ah! she sings, plays—all that? ‘She plays the harp and sings.’ ‘You have heard her?’ ‘T wi...

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...a boy’s, with that candid expression some quite common men preserve to the end of their days by a rare internal gift of sim- plicity of heart and rect... ...had been for years in coasters, then in the Mediterranean, and last in the West Indian trade. He had never been round the Capes. He could just write a... ...e never slept. He was a dismal man, with a perpetual tear sparkling at the end of his nose, who either had been in trouble, or was in trouble, or expe... ...leam flashed at me, vanished, came into view again, and remained. The fore-end of a steamer loomed up close. I shouted down the cabin, ‘Come up, quick... ... down Channel; and it lasted till we were three hundred miles or so to the westward of the Lizards: then the wind went round to the sou’west and began... ...ad a chart spread on the table, and looked unhappy. He said, ‘The coast of West Australia is near, but I mean to proceed to our destination. It is the... ...nearly ran foul of the end of this damned jetty. This is the third time he plays me this trick. Now, I ask you, can anybody stand this kind of thing? ...