Monday, November 12, 2007

Now I see that you are joking



Now I see that you are joking. Well, good-bye, I am going. Don"t you
hang around here either. The gate will soon be closed. Oh, my--I am
never afraid--but just as soon as I begin to think of the hall, it"s
awful. There are shadows there now. Good night.




Sunday, November 11, 2007

One evening, after dressing for dinner, Selwyn found that he had



half-an-hour to fill in, and as the smell of grass was scenting the
air, he sauntered from the house and strolled across the lawn to a path
which led to the trout-stream
One evening, after dressing for dinner, Selwyn found that he had
half-an-hour to fill in, and as the smell of grass was scenting the
air, he sauntered from the house and strolled across the lawn to a path
which led to the trout-stream.




Saturday, November 10, 2007

Before another crowd of 4,000 people, on November 6th, the All-Americans



played the Pioneers, another local organization, and though Healy
pitched a good game for the visitors they were beaten this time by a
score of 9 to 4
Before another crowd of 4,000 people, on November 6th, the All-Americans
played the Pioneers, another local organization, and though Healy
pitched a good game for the visitors they were beaten this time by a
score of 9 to 4. Ward did not take part in the game on this occasion, he
having taken a day off to shoot quail, and the defeat was largely
chargeable to the costly errors divided up among Hanlon, Crane, Manning,
Von Haltren, Wood and Fogarty.




Jonathan Oldbuck did not venture to estimate the sum that would ransom a



copy of the 'Game of Chesse,' and the world of the bibliomania has moved
even since his days, so that prices which seemed fabulous, and were
recounted with a sort of awe-struck wonder, have been surpassed in these
latter days, and the chances of any successor of 'Snuffy Davy' buying a
Caxton for two groschen have been greatly reduced
Jonathan Oldbuck did not venture to estimate the sum that would ransom a
copy of the 'Game of Chesse,' and the world of the bibliomania has moved
even since his days, so that prices which seemed fabulous, and were
recounted with a sort of awe-struck wonder, have been surpassed in these
latter days, and the chances of any successor of 'Snuffy Davy' buying a
Caxton for two groschen have been greatly reduced.




Friday, November 9, 2007

The fire of his spirit swept over her



The fire of his spirit swept over her. Once more she stood close to him,
as she had done so many times in her thoughts. She did not know whether
she loved or detested him. She was fascinated--trembling--longing for
him to force her to surrender in his arms--knowing that she would hate
him if he did. She gave a little cry as Selwyn, almost as if he read her
conflicting thoughts, took her arms with his hands once more.




Thursday, November 8, 2007

When we arrived at St



When we arrived at St. Paul on Sunday morning we found a large crowd at
the depot to greet us. A game had been scheduled for that afternoon, St.
Paul being in those days a wide-open town, and Sunday the one great day
in the week so far as base-ball was concerned.




Wednesday, November 7, 2007

"No," she said, after a long pause, "I do not possess the power of



detachment
"No," she said, after a long pause, "I do not possess the power of
detachment. It"s just that I don"t mix well. Have you read Robert
Service"s poem about the men that don"t fit in?"




At last, late in the autumn, one cool afternoon, Jonas asked Rollo to go



down with him and help him pile up the bushes in heaps, for he was going
to burn them that evening
At last, late in the autumn, one cool afternoon, Jonas asked Rollo to go
down with him and help him pile up the bushes in heaps, for he was going
to burn them that evening. Rollo wanted very much that his cousins James
and Lucy should see the fires; and so he asked his mother to let him go
and ask them to come and take tea there that night, and go out with them
in the evening to the burning. She consented, and Rollo went. Lucy
promised to come just before tea-time, and James came then, with Rollo,
to help him pile the bushes up.




He kicked at a twig that lay in his path, and recalled the wonderful



regiments that he had seen march past the Kaiser only three months ago
He kicked at a twig that lay in his path, and recalled the wonderful
regiments that he had seen march past the Kaiser only three months ago.
Who was going to stop that mighty empire? Effeminate France? Insular,
ease-loving England?




Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Creeping silently away, Selwyn rejoined Elise



Creeping silently away, Selwyn rejoined Elise. Once they looked back.
The girl was in Van Derwater"s arms, and his face was raised towards
the sun which he was nevermore to see. But on that face was written a
happiness that comes to few men in this world.




Monday, November 5, 2007

Joe Batten was the youngest member of the Athletic team and at that time



quite a promising young player
Joe Batten was the youngest member of the Athletic team and at that time
quite a promising young player. He did not last long with the Athletics,
however, and after playing on one or two other league teams he dropped
out sight. He was a bricklayer by trade, and the last time I heard of
him he was in St. Louis working at his trade.




Sunday, November 4, 2007

God, I beg you, let my son live



God, I beg you, let my son live. I can understand only one thing, I
can say only one thing, only one thing--God, let my son live. I
have no other words, all is dark around me, everything is falling.
I understand nothing, and there"s such a terror in my heart, O Lord,
that I can say only this one thing--God, let my son live! Let him
live! Forgive me for praying so poorly. But I cannot pray in any other
way. You understand, O Lord, I can"t. Look at me! Just look at me! Do
you see? Do you see how my head shakes, do you see how my hands shake?
But what are my hands, O Lord! Have pity on him. He is so young--he
has a birthmark on his right hand. Let him live, even if only a little
while, a little while. He is so young, such a mere foolish child--he"s
still fond of sweets. I bought him grapes. Pity--have pity!




And the only thing heard was 'A miracle, a miracle!' No one spoke, and



yet one kept hearing 'A miracle, a miracle,' as if the whole earth
had become articulate
And the only thing heard was 'A miracle, a miracle!' No one spoke, and
yet one kept hearing 'A miracle, a miracle,' as if the whole earth
had become articulate. And even now, when I close my eyes, I hear
'A miracle, a miracle!' _(She closes her eyes and listens with an
ecstatic smile)_ How splendid!




Saturday, November 3, 2007

Rollo seemed a little at a loss: he said he thought he was a good deal



like Moses, but then he did not think that Moses was a very pretty name
for a bird
Rollo seemed a little at a loss: he said he thought he was a good deal
like Moses, but then he did not think that Moses was a very pretty name
for a bird.




But I am not ashamed to speak of it; first, because many people saw



it, and of course nobody took the trouble to get me out of it except
Savva Yegorovich, and secondly, because I regard this as my cross
But I am not ashamed to speak of it; first, because many people saw
it, and of course nobody took the trouble to get me out of it except
Savva Yegorovich, and secondly, because I regard this as my cross.




Friday, November 2, 2007

With the care of an Arctic explorer establishing his base before going



farther into _terra incognita_, he attached the threads of his wandering
mind to that limb of the law, and groped in all the directions of his
memory"s compass
With the care of an Arctic explorer establishing his base before going
farther into _terra incognita_, he attached the threads of his wandering
mind to that limb of the law, and groped in all the directions of his
memory"s compass. But it was of no avail. Tired out with the futile
efforts he had made, his bandaged head sank back in the pillows, and the
vivid policeman in Trafalgar Square was reluctantly surrendered as a
negligible means of solution.




Wednesday, October 31, 2007

"I think," he said slowly, "that every man has an instinctive feeling



sometime in his life that he is a small part of a great plan that is
working somehow towards the light
"I think," he said slowly, "that every man has an instinctive feeling
sometime in his life that he is a small part of a great plan that is
working somehow towards the light."




Of the abuse of coincidence, I have already given a specimen in speaking



of _The Rise of Dick Halward_ (Chapter XII)
Of the abuse of coincidence, I have already given a specimen in speaking
of _The Rise of Dick Halward_ (Chapter XII). One or two more examples
may not be out of place. I need not dwell on the significance of the
fact that most of them occur in forgotten plays.




Monday, October 29, 2007

"Werry good, sir," said the groom, with an air of resignation



"Werry good, sir," said the groom, with an air of resignation. His
contempt for maps and their unintelligibility was deep-rooted, but if his
young master thought he could locate a river with one, he would keep an
open mind on the subject until it had, at least, been given a fair trial.




At breakfast that morning we were served for the first time with the



native dish of 'Poi,' a pink-colored mush that, to be appreciated, must
be eaten in the native manner, the people to the manner born plunging a
forefinger into the dish, giving it a peculiar twist that causes it to
cling, and then depositing it between the lips, where the 'Poi' remains
and the finger is again ready to seek the dish
At breakfast that morning we were served for the first time with the
native dish of 'Poi,' a pink-colored mush that, to be appreciated, must
be eaten in the native manner, the people to the manner born plunging a
forefinger into the dish, giving it a peculiar twist that causes it to
cling, and then depositing it between the lips, where the 'Poi' remains
and the finger is again ready to seek the dish. In eating in such a
fashion Frank Flint would have had away the best of it, and, as it was,
I noticed both then and afterward that men like Williamson, Ward and
others, who boasted of a base-ball finger, managed to get away with
something more than their share of the delicacy.




Rollo and Lucy hesitated a little, but they concluded to take their



mother"s advice at last, and went to Rollo"s little library, and chose a
book, and then went down to the back entry, and sat down there, on a
long cricket, and began to read
Rollo and Lucy hesitated a little, but they concluded to take their
mother"s advice at last, and went to Rollo"s little library, and chose a
book, and then went down to the back entry, and sat down there, on a
long cricket, and began to read.




She took his proffered hand, and then, obeying an impulse, stooped and



pressed her burning cheek against it
She took his proffered hand, and then, obeying an impulse, stooped and
pressed her burning cheek against it. "Good-night, Horace," she said
softly. "I hope you"ll come back safe to be a fine husband for some nice
girl."




Sunday, October 28, 2007

For twenty-six years he has been playing base-ball with prominent clubs



throughout the country, twenty-two years of this time being spent with
the club which just disposed of his services
For twenty-six years he has been playing base-ball with prominent clubs
throughout the country, twenty-two years of this time being spent with
the club which just disposed of his services. Five different times he
brought his club out at the close of the season as a pennant winner, a
record which has not yet been equaled by any manager. Besides being a
bright star in the ball-playing constellation, Anson was an expert at
cricket, hand-ball, billiards and shooting.




Saturday, October 27, 2007

The little coon did not prove to be much of a mascot for Chicago that



afternoon, as the All-Americans dropped to Ryan"s slow left-handed
delivery after the fifth inning, he having been a puzzle to them up to
that time, and pounded him all over the field, they finally winning by a
score of 12 to 2
The little coon did not prove to be much of a mascot for Chicago that
afternoon, as the All-Americans dropped to Ryan"s slow left-handed
delivery after the fifth inning, he having been a puzzle to them up to
that time, and pounded him all over the field, they finally winning by a
score of 12 to 2. The heavy batting pleased the Omaha people, however,
and they cheered the All-Americans again and again.




Friday, October 26, 2007

A famous peripety of the romantic order occurs in _H



A famous peripety of the romantic order occurs in _H.M.S. Pinafore_,
where, on the discovery that Captain Corcoran and Ralph Rackstraw have
been changed at birth, Ralph instantly becomes captain of the ship,
while the captain declines into an able-bodied seaman. This is one of
the instances in which the idealism of art ekes out the imperfections
of reality.




Thursday, October 25, 2007

Isn"t the devil going to get any dinner to-day? I have had all I want



of sinners
Isn"t the devil going to get any dinner to-day? I have had all I want
of sinners. I am surfeited with them. I should like to have something
more appetizing now.




Look you, not swiftly puts a fleet to sea,



Nor swiftly to its moorings; long it is
Or e"er the saving cables to the shore
Are borne, and long or e"er the steersmen cry,
_The good ship swings at anchor--all is well_
Look you, not swiftly puts a fleet to sea,
Nor swiftly to its moorings; long it is
Or e"er the saving cables to the shore
Are borne, and long or e"er the steersmen cry,
_The good ship swings at anchor--all is well_.
Longest of all, the task to come aland
Where haven there is none, when sunset fades
In night. _To pilot wise_, the adage saith,
_Night is a day of wakefulness and pain_.
Therefore no force of weaponed men, as yet
Scatheless can come ashore, before the bank
Lie at her anchorage securely moored.
Bethink thee therefore, nor in panic leave
The shrine of gods whose succour thou hast won
I go for aid--men shall not blame me long,
Old, but with youth at heart and on my tongue
[_Exit_ DANAUS.




Now it happened that, all this time, Rollo"s mother was sitting in a



little bedroom, which had a door opening into the entry where Lucy and
Rollo had been reading, and she heard all the conversation
Now it happened that, all this time, Rollo"s mother was sitting in a
little bedroom, which had a door opening into the entry where Lucy and
Rollo had been reading, and she heard all the conversation. She knew
that though Rollo was generally a good boy, and was willing to know his
faults, and often endeavored to correct them, still that he was, like
all other boys, prone to selfishness and to vanity, and she thought that
she must take some way to show him clearly what the truth really was,
about his disinterestedness.




Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Yea, I have pondered: from the sea of doubt



Here drives at length the bark of thought ashore;
Landward with screw and windlass haled, and firm,
Clamped to her props, she lies
Yea, I have pondered: from the sea of doubt
Here drives at length the bark of thought ashore;
Landward with screw and windlass haled, and firm,
Clamped to her props, she lies. The need is stern;
With men or gods a mighty strife we strive
Perforce, and either hap in grief concludes.
For, if a house be sacked, new wealth for old
Not hard it is to win--if Zeus the lord
Of treasure favour--more than quits the loss,
Enough to pile the store of wealth full high;
Or if a tongue shoot forth untimely speech,
Bitter and strong to goad a man to wrath,
Soft words there be to soothe that wrath away:
But what device shall make the war of kin
Bloodless? that woe, the blood of many beasts,
And victims manifold to many gods,
Alone can cure. Right glad I were to shun
This strife, and am more fain of ignorance
Than of the wisdom of a woe endured.
The gods send better than my soul foretells!




Monday, October 22, 2007

Acts, then, mark the time-stages in the development of a given crisis;



and each act ought to embody a minor crisis of its own, with a
culmination and a temporary solution
Acts, then, mark the time-stages in the development of a given crisis;
and each act ought to embody a minor crisis of its own, with a
culmination and a temporary solution. It would be no gain, but a loss,
if a whole two hours" or three hours" action could be carried through in
one continuous movement, with no relaxation of the strain upon the
attention of the audience, and without a single point at which the
spectator might review what was past and anticipate what was to come.
The act-division positively enhances the amount of pleasurable emotion
through which the audience passes. Each act ought to stimulate and
temporarily satisfy an interest of its own, while definitely advancing
the main action. The psychological principle is evident enough; namely,
that there is more sensation to be got out of three or four
comparatively brief experiences, suited to our powers of perception,
than out of one protracted experience, forced on us without relief,
without contrast, in such a way as to fatigue and deaden our faculties.
Who would not rather drink three, four, or five glasses of wine than put
the bottle to his lips and let its contents pour down his throat in one
long draught? Who would not rather see a stained-glass window broken
into three, four, or five cunningly-proportioned 'lights,' than a great
flat sheet of coloured glass, be its design never so effective?




Sunday, October 21, 2007

_[The song and dance grow ever jollier



_[The song and dance grow ever jollier. Man rises slowly and begins
to dance lightly on the spot where he is standing; then he seizes his
Wife and dances with her. The oak wreath slips to one side. Someone
in Gray looks on indifferently, the candle burning brightly in his
petrified hand._




Selwyn nodded and smoked in silence



Selwyn nodded and smoked in silence. He was rather glad to have run into
the garrulous groom. The steady stream of inelegant English helped to
ease the torture of his mind.




In Mr



In Mr. Alfred Sutro"s play _The Builder of Bridges_, Dorothy Faringay,
in her devotion to her forger brother, has conceived the rather
disgraceful scheme of making one of his official superiors fall in love
with her, in order to induce him to become practically an accomplice in
her brother"s crime. She succeeds beyond her hopes. Edward Thursfield
does fall in love with her, and, at a great sacrifice, replaces the
money the brother has stolen. But, in a very powerful peripety-scene in
the third act, Thursfield learns that Dorothy has been deliberately
beguiling him, while in fact she was engaged to another man. The truth
is, however, that she has really come to love Thursfield passionately,
and has broken her engagement with the other, for whom she never truly
cared. So the author tells us, and so we are willing enough to
believe--if he can devise any adequate method of making Thursfield
believe it. Mr. Sutro"s handling of the difficulty seems to me fairly,
but not conspicuously, successful. I cite the case as a typical instance
of the problem, apart from the merits or demerits of the solution.




Saturday, October 20, 2007

The darkest hour comes just before the dawn, however, and the following



year saw a change for the better in base-ball prospects
The darkest hour comes just before the dawn, however, and the following
year saw a change for the better in base-ball prospects.




Richter had come to the meeting firmly convinced that the office of



Secretary-Treasurer was to be his for the asking, and he was decidedly
put out when turned down, and was disposed to be decidedly ugly
Richter had come to the meeting firmly convinced that the office of
Secretary-Treasurer was to be his for the asking, and he was decidedly
put out when turned down, and was disposed to be decidedly ugly. That he
had not gotten over it for some time afterward was shown by the attitude
of his paper, which indulged in indiscriminate abuse of every one who
failed to agree with him.




Before returning again to the ball field, on which the greater portion



of my life has been spent, I wish to record the fact that all that I
have and all that I have earned in the way both of money and reputation
in later years I owe not to myself, but to Mrs
Before returning again to the ball field, on which the greater portion
of my life has been spent, I wish to record the fact that all that I
have and all that I have earned in the way both of money and reputation
in later years I owe not to myself, but to Mrs. Anson. She has been to
me a helpmeet in the truest and best sense of the word, rejoicing with
me in the days of my success and sympathizing with me in the days of my
adversity.




I was then in my 'smart' years, and what I didn"t know about books would



have filled a very large library, and I hadn"t the slightest desire to
know any more
I was then in my 'smart' years, and what I didn"t know about books would
have filled a very large library, and I hadn"t the slightest desire to
know any more. In my youthful mind book-knowledge cut but a small, a
very small, figure, and the school house itself was as bad if not worse
than the county jail.




Friday, October 19, 2007

Gone are they, gone--ah, welladay!



The flower and pride of our array;
And all the Eastland, from whose breast
Came forth her bravest and her best,
Craves longingly with boding dread--
Parents for sons, and brides new-wed
For absent lords, and, day by day,
Shudder with dread at their delay!




Thursday, October 18, 2007

An early morning mist hung over the fields of Roselawn



An early morning mist hung over the fields of Roselawn. From his nest in
the branches of a tree, a bird chirruped dubiously, as though to assure
himself even against his better judgment that the rain was only a threat.
The woods which bordered the meadows were blurred into a foreboding,
formless black, like a fringe of mourning, and the distant hills stood
sentinels at the sepulchre of nature.




It was also decided to open the playing season on April 16, the matter



of arranging a schedule being left in my hands
It was also decided to open the playing season on April 16, the matter
of arranging a schedule being left in my hands. The Philadelphia end of
it had a decidedly fishy look to me, even then, and McGraw was by no
means as enthusiastic as he had appeared at Philadelphia. McCarthy"s
failure to appear cast a damper over the crowd, and, in spite of all
that had been accomplished, I had grave doubts as to the successful
launching of the project.




Wednesday, October 17, 2007

SAVVA _(jumping up and going to her quickly; fixing her with his



stare, he speaks slowly, pronouncing every word separately and
distinctly)_ So? Is that it? When it"s twelve--_(He turns to Speransky
without removing his eyes from Lipa)_ Listen, you go home
SAVVA _(jumping up and going to her quickly; fixing her with his
stare, he speaks slowly, pronouncing every word separately and
distinctly)_ So? Is that it? When it"s twelve--_(He turns to Speransky
without removing his eyes from Lipa)_ Listen, you go home.




Tuesday, October 16, 2007

But, at the end of a rather prolonged attempt to understand and



translate the surviving tragedies of Aeschylus, one feels inclined
to repeat the words used by a powerful critic about one of the
greatest of modern poets--'For man, it is a weary way to God, but a
wearier far to any demigod
But, at the end of a rather prolonged attempt to understand and
translate the surviving tragedies of Aeschylus, one feels inclined
to repeat the words used by a powerful critic about one of the
greatest of modern poets--'For man, it is a weary way to God, but a
wearier far to any demigod.' We shall not discover the full sequel
of Aeschylus" mighty dramatic conception: we 'know in part, and we
prophesy in part.' The Introduction (pp. xvi.-xviii.) prefixed by
Mr. A. O. Prickard to his edition of the _Prometheus_ is full of
persuasive grace, on this topic: to him, and to Dr. Verrall of
Cambridge--_lucida sidera_ of help and encouragement in the study of
Aeschylus--the translator"s thanks are due, and are gratefully and
affectionately rendered.




When you talk, Vassya, your words seem to pass by me



When you talk, Vassya, your words seem to pass by me. I hear and I
don"t hear. I think I should like to stay this way all my life without
moving from the spot. I should like to remain forever with my
eyes shut, listening to what is going on within me. Oh, Lord! What
happiness! Do you understand, Vassya?




He held her hand in his



He held her hand in his. "Miss Durwent," he said, "I cannot express
what I mean. But if this makes any difference at all, it is only that
I admire you infinitely more for"----




Monday, October 15, 2007

Incipit libellus de ludo Scaccorum, et de dictis factisque nobilium



virorum, philosophorum et antiquorum
Incipit libellus de ludo Scaccorum, et de dictis factisque nobilium
virorum, philosophorum et antiquorum. Explicit tabula super ludum
Scacchorum. Deo gratias. 4to. 29 leaves. Sign. A--H.




Buffalo stood third, Boston fourth, Cleveland fifth, Detroit sixth, Troy



seventh, while Worcester, as in the preceding year, brought up the tail
end of the procession
Buffalo stood third, Boston fourth, Cleveland fifth, Detroit sixth, Troy
seventh, while Worcester, as in the preceding year, brought up the tail
end of the procession.




Alas, my sisters! be your sighs the gale,



The smiting of your brows the plash of oars,
Wafting the boat, to Acheron"s dim shores
That passeth ever, with its darkened sail,
On its uncharted voyage and sunless way,
Far from thy beams, Apollo, god of day--
The melancholy bark
Bound for the common bourn, the harbour of the dark!
Look up, look yonder! from the home
Antigone, Ismene come,
On the last, saddest errand bound,
To chant a dirge of doleful sound,
With agony of equal pain
Above their brethren slain!
Their sister-bosoms surely swell,
Heart with rent heart according well
In grief for those who fought and fell!
Yet--ere they utter forth their woe--
We must awake the rueful strain
To vengeful powers, in realms below,
And mourn hell"s triumph o"er the slain!




Sunday, October 14, 2007

Acts, then, mark the time-stages in the development of a given crisis;



and each act ought to embody a minor crisis of its own, with a
culmination and a temporary solution
Acts, then, mark the time-stages in the development of a given crisis;
and each act ought to embody a minor crisis of its own, with a
culmination and a temporary solution. It would be no gain, but a loss,
if a whole two hours" or three hours" action could be carried through in
one continuous movement, with no relaxation of the strain upon the
attention of the audience, and without a single point at which the
spectator might review what was past and anticipate what was to come.
The act-division positively enhances the amount of pleasurable emotion
through which the audience passes. Each act ought to stimulate and
temporarily satisfy an interest of its own, while definitely advancing
the main action. The psychological principle is evident enough; namely,
that there is more sensation to be got out of three or four
comparatively brief experiences, suited to our powers of perception,
than out of one protracted experience, forced on us without relief,
without contrast, in such a way as to fatigue and deaden our faculties.
Who would not rather drink three, four, or five glasses of wine than put
the bottle to his lips and let its contents pour down his throat in one
long draught? Who would not rather see a stained-glass window broken
into three, four, or five cunningly-proportioned 'lights,' than a great
flat sheet of coloured glass, be its design never so effective?




Saturday, October 13, 2007

The players that made the first trip abroad in the interest of the



National Game may well be styled the Argonauts of Base-ball, and though
they brought back with them but little of the golden fleece, the trip
being financially a failure, their memory is one that should always be
kept green in the hearts of the game"s lovers, if for no other reason
than because they were the first to show our British cousins what the
American athlete could do when it came both to inventing and playing a
game of his own
The players that made the first trip abroad in the interest of the
National Game may well be styled the Argonauts of Base-ball, and though
they brought back with them but little of the golden fleece, the trip
being financially a failure, their memory is one that should always be
kept green in the hearts of the game"s lovers, if for no other reason
than because they were the first to show our British cousins what the
American athlete could do when it came both to inventing and playing a
game of his own.




But there was no machinery for such a thing



But there was no machinery for such a thing. There was no method by
which the great heart of one country could speak with that of another.
Our obsolete diplomatic envoys, the errand-boys of international
politics, were mere artifices, tending to cement rather than to dispel
the mutual distrust of nations. What, then, stood in the way of
world-understanding? What was the cause of the blindness which permitted
men to be led like dumb cattle to the slaughter?




"But, you ask, what of the real American, descended from the men who



fought in the War of Independence and the Civil War
"But, you ask, what of the real American, descended from the men who
fought in the War of Independence and the Civil War. Yes--what of him?
From earliest boyhood he has been taught that Britain is our traditional
enemy. To secure existence we had to fight her. To maintain existence
we fought her again in 1812. When we were locked in a death-struggle
with the rebellious South, she tried to hurt our cause--although history
will show that the real heart of Britain was solidly with the North. In
our short life as a people we find that, always, the enemy is Britain.
In one day could we change the teaching of a lifetime? The soul of
America was not dead, but it was buried beneath the conflicting elements
in which lay her ultimate strength, but her present weakness.




They went in and urged their father to go with them down to the brook to



see the freshet, but he said they must wait till after tea
They went in and urged their father to go with them down to the brook to
see the freshet, but he said they must wait till after tea. 'It is too
wet to go now,' said he.




Friday, October 12, 2007

Although his build was fairly powerful, Selwyn"s well-knit shoulders and



alert movements of body spoke of a physique that was always tuned to
pitch, but one missed the impression of limitless endurance which lay
behind the easy carelessness of Malcolm Durwent"s pose
Although his build was fairly powerful, Selwyn"s well-knit shoulders and
alert movements of body spoke of a physique that was always tuned to
pitch, but one missed the impression of limitless endurance which lay
behind the easy carelessness of Malcolm Durwent"s pose.




Thursday, October 11, 2007

'Why,--no,' said Rollo; 'but then a real live squirrel is a different



thing
'Why,--no,' said Rollo; 'but then a real live squirrel is a different
thing. Besides, you know, if I get tired of him, I need not play with
him then.'




'Wyht fuyle a betel be he smetyn,



That al the werld hyt mote wyten,
That gyfht his sone al his thing,
And goht hym self a beggyn
'Wyht fuyle a betel be he smetyn,
That al the werld hyt mote wyten,
That gyfht his sone al his thing,
And goht hym self a beggyn.'




How the members of either game were enabled to play as good ball as they



did, not only in Paris but in other cities that we visited after the
inactivity of steamer life, the late hours, and the continual round of
high living that they indulged in, is a mystery, and one that is past my
fathoming, and yet the ball that they put up on many of these occasions
that I have spoken of was ball of the championship kind and the sort
that would have won even in, League company
How the members of either game were enabled to play as good ball as they
did, not only in Paris but in other cities that we visited after the
inactivity of steamer life, the late hours, and the continual round of
high living that they indulged in, is a mystery, and one that is past my
fathoming, and yet the ball that they put up on many of these occasions
that I have spoken of was ball of the championship kind and the sort
that would have won even in, League company.




Wednesday, October 10, 2007

They saw Jim and his comrades no more, and Rollo said he believed he



should never again want to have any thing to do with bad boys
They saw Jim and his comrades no more, and Rollo said he believed he
should never again want to have any thing to do with bad boys.




Following a tow-path which ran by the river, they appeared to be entering



a zone of comparative quiet
Following a tow-path which ran by the river, they appeared to be entering
a zone of comparative quiet. Although the sound of rifle-fire grew more
clear, the noise of the guns came from behind them, but to the right and
the left. For an hour they ran rapidly forward, and it seemed that the
tide of battle had swept to the north, leaving this area denuded of
troops. They saw neither guns nor infantry, although a renewed burst of
machine-gun fire told them they were nearing their unknown destination.




Tuesday, October 9, 2007

We need not follow the scene in the sentimental turning which it then



takes, whereby it comes about, of course, that Bernard, not Leopold,
marries Mile
We need not follow the scene in the sentimental turning which it then
takes, whereby it comes about, of course, that Bernard, not Leopold,
marries Mile. Letellier. The point is that Augier has justified Sarcey"s
confidence by making the scene thoroughly and specifically dramatic; in
other words, by charging it with emotion, and working up the tension to
a very high pitch. And Sarcey was no doubt right in holding that this
was what the whole audience instinctively expected, and that they would
have been more or less consciously disappointed had the author baulked
their expectation.




Trembling with indignation, Maynard suddenly collapsed like a punctured



balloon and relapsed dejectedly into his recumbent attitude
Trembling with indignation, Maynard suddenly collapsed like a punctured
balloon and relapsed dejectedly into his recumbent attitude. "What an
ass I have been!" he lamented sorrowfully. "What a sublime ass! And
Marian--the little devil!"




"Dinna worry yersel"s," said the man from the North



"Dinna worry yersel"s," said the man from the North. "I"m rare an" lucky
that it"s to be ma richt leg an" no the left, for that richt shank o"
mine was aye a wee thing crookit at the knee, and didna dae credit tae
the airchitecture o" tither ane."




Monday, October 8, 2007

The night of our return there was 'a hot time in the old town,' and had



there been any keys to the city I am pretty certain that we would have
been presented with them
The night of our return there was 'a hot time in the old town,' and had
there been any keys to the city I am pretty certain that we would have
been presented with them.




The crowd that attended the game was 4,500 strong, and they saw the



All-Americas win a rather easy game by a score of 11 to 7, the boys being
too nearly tired out to play good ball
The crowd that attended the game was 4,500 strong, and they saw the
All-Americas win a rather easy game by a score of 11 to 7, the boys being
too nearly tired out to play good ball. The ascent and fall of Professor
Bartholomew was, however, the sensation of the day, the parachute
failing to sustain his weight in that high altitude, and as a result he
came down with great speed, and, striking a cornice of a building in the
business district, was laid up for a month, it being a lucky thing for
him that he was not killed outright. At seven o"clock that night we left
for Melbourne, arriving there some four hours later in an all but used
up condition.




For days on end he had had no rest



For days on end he had had no rest. In the Fifth Army _debacle_ of
March his battalion had been one of the first to break, although
remnants had fought as few men had ever fought before; and when they
had been reorganised they were moved back into the line, undermanned,
ill-equipped, and branded with disgrace. It was the culmination of
three years" service at the front, and his nerves were at the
breaking-point. Mounds of earth ahead of him, and gnarled, dismembered
trees, began to take the ghostly shapes that the frightened boy had
told of.




Sunday, October 7, 2007

That game was played on the fourth day of February, 1875, and it was not



until more than ten years afterwards that I again appeared in public as
a billiardist
That game was played on the fourth day of February, 1875, and it was not
until more than ten years afterwards that I again appeared in public as
a billiardist. Frank Parker, the ex-champion in the days of the old
four-ball game, now dead, was then a resident of Chicago, and his
friends thought so well of his abilities at the fourteen-inch balk line
game, which up to that time had never been played in public, that they
offered to match him against me for stakes of $250 a side, the game to
be 500 points up. After some talk back and forth this match was finally
made, and March 25th, 1885, we came together in Central Music Hall,
Chicago, before a fair-sized crowd, and I won by a score of 500 to 366,
averaging in the neighborhood of five, and astonishing both Parker and
his friends.




Saturday, October 6, 2007

High faith is mine that he whose shield



Bears, against Zeus, the thing of hate
High faith is mine that he whose shield
Bears, against Zeus, the thing of hate.
The giant Typhon, thus revealed,
A monster loathed of gods eterne
And mortal men--this doom shall earn
A shattered skull, before the gate!




Monday, October 1, 2007

"If Germany and us puts on the gloves," ruminated Mathews, "I"ll be real



sorry Mas"r Dick ain"t "ere
"If Germany and us puts on the gloves," ruminated Mathews, "I"ll be real
sorry Mas"r Dick ain"t "ere. He"s a rare lad, "e is--one o" the right
breed, and no argifyin" can prove contrariwise. I always was fond o"
Mas"r Dick, I was, since "e was so high, and used to come in "ere and ask
me to learn "im how to swear proper like a groom. Ah, a fine lad "e was;
and--criky!--"e were a lovely sight on a hoss. Mister Malcolm "e"s a
fine rider hisself, but just a little stiff to my fancy, conseckens o"
sittin" up on parade with them there Hussars o" hisn. But Mas"r Dick--he
were part o" the hoss, he were, likewise and sim"lar."




It is needless to go through the whole list of comedies



It is needless to go through the whole list of comedies. The broad fact
is that in all the plays commonly so described, excepting only _The
Tempest_, the whole action comes within the frame of the picture. In
_The Tempest_ the poet employs a form of opening which otherwise he
reserves for tragedies. The first scene is simply an animated tableau,
calculated to arrest the spectator"s attention, without conveying to him
any knowledge either of situation or character. Such gleams of character
as do, in fact, appear in the dialogue, are scarcely perceived in the
hurly-burly of the storm. Then, in the calm which ensues, Prospero
expounds to Miranda in great detail the antecedents of the crisis now
developing. It might almost seem, indeed, that the poet, in this, his
poetic last-will-and-testament, intended to warn his successors against
the dangers of a long narrative exposition; for Prospero"s story sends
Miranda to sleep. Be this as it may, we have here a case in which
Shakespeare deliberately adopted the plan of placing on the stage, not
the whole crisis, but only its culmination, leaving its earlier stages
to be conveyed in narrative.[2] It would have been very easy for him to
have begun at the beginning and shown us in action the events narrated
by Prospero. This course would have involved no greater leap, either in
time or space, than he had perpetrated in the almost contemporary
_Winter"s Tale_; and it cannot be said that there would have been any
difficulty in compressing into three acts, or even two, the essentials
of the action of the play as we know it. His reasons for departing from
his usual practice were probably connected with the particular occasion
for which the play was written. He wanted to produce a masque rather
than a drama. We must not, therefore, attach too much significance to
the fact that in almost the only play in which Shakespeare seems to have
built entirely out of his own head, with no previous play or novel to
influence him, he adopted the plan of going straight to the catastrophe,
in which he had been anticipated by Sophocles (_Oedipus Rex_), and was
to be followed by Ibsen (_Ghosts_, _Rosmersholm_, etc.).




"Ah--_Parigi_!" ejaculated Madame Carlotti with the fervour born of the



feeling in all Latin women that Paris is their spiritual capital
"Ah--_Parigi_!" ejaculated Madame Carlotti with the fervour born of the
feeling in all Latin women that Paris is their spiritual capital.




Sunday, September 30, 2007

'No,' said Lucy; 'the pear is fairly mine; you asked me which I would



have, and I said the right
'No,' said Lucy; 'the pear is fairly mine; you asked me which I would
have, and I said the right.'




'Well, then,' said he, 'the first thing is for you, Rollo, to go over



the other side of the brook, and you, James, to stay here, and both to
sit down still, until you have had time to cool
'Well, then,' said he, 'the first thing is for you, Rollo, to go over
the other side of the brook, and you, James, to stay here, and both to
sit down still, until you have had time to cool.'




They had been travelling for half-an-hour when they reached a field in



which Durwent saw two companies of his battalion drawn up in the form
of a hollow square
They had been travelling for half-an-hour when they reached a field in
which Durwent saw two companies of his battalion drawn up in the form
of a hollow square. Faint with shame, staggering under the hideous
cruelty of the whole thing, he was marched into the centre and ordered
to take a pace forward, while the commanding officer read the sentence
of court-martial to the men: that Private Sherwood, being found guilty
of drunkenness while on guard--it being further proved that he had
obtained unlawful possession of the liquor--was to be shot at dawn, and
that the sentence would be carried out the following morning.




That the professional player improved the game itself goes without



saying as being a business with him instead of a pastime, and one upon
which his daily bread depended, he went into it with his whole soul,
developing its beauties in a way that was impossible to the amateur who
could only give to it the time that he could spare after the business
hours of the day
That the professional player improved the game itself goes without
saying as being a business with him instead of a pastime, and one upon
which his daily bread depended, he went into it with his whole soul,
developing its beauties in a way that was impossible to the amateur who
could only give to it the time that he could spare after the business
hours of the day.




[Footnote 1: So, too, with the style of Congreve



[Footnote 1: So, too, with the style of Congreve. It is much, and
justly, admired; but who does not feel more than a touch of mannerism in
such a passage as this?--




Saturday, September 29, 2007

He was interrupted by an exclamation of astonishment from Selwyn, who had



noticed the Englishmen for the first time
He was interrupted by an exclamation of astonishment from Selwyn, who had
noticed the Englishmen for the first time.




His father stooped down and kissed him



His father stooped down and kissed him. 'I am very glad to hear it,
Rollo,' said he. 'Now you may go and find Lucy. I believe she is up in
your mother"s chamber.'




And al be it that in that place square



Of the lystes, I meane the eschekere,
A man may learn to be wise and ware;
I that have avanturede many a yere,
My witte therein is but litelle the nere,
Save that somewhat I know a Kynges draught,
Of other draughts lernede have I naught
And al be it that in that place square
Of the lystes, I meane the eschekere,
A man may learn to be wise and ware;
I that have avanturede many a yere,
My witte therein is but litelle the nere,
Save that somewhat I know a Kynges draught,
Of other draughts lernede have I naught.'--(p. 77.)




Thursday, September 27, 2007

"To finish with Cambridge--we joined a party of two large punts on



Sunday afternoon, and with about twelve college chaps and local
(approved) girls we went for a picnic up the river
"To finish with Cambridge--we joined a party of two large punts on
Sunday afternoon, and with about twelve college chaps and local
(approved) girls we went for a picnic up the river. The girls were
fairly pretty and terrifically energetic, insisting upon doing an equal
share in the punting, and managing to look graceful while they
manoeuvred the punts, which were really fair-sized barges. And when we
reached the picnic-place, they made all the preparations, and waited on
us as if we were royal invalids. Bless their hearts! Edge, to restore
a man"s natural vanity, commend me to life in England. Coming home we
played the gramophone, and, with appropriate flirtation, floated nearly
the whole way to the holding of hands and the hearing of music.




Wednesday, September 26, 2007

This testimonial, had I accepted it, would doubtless have been a great



success, as it was endorsed by all of the League magnates, by the press
generally, and by the lovers of base-ball all over the country, but to
me it appeared to be something too much in the nature of a charity gift
for me to accept, and I felt that I should stultify my manhood by so
doing, and that I should sacrifice that feeling of independence that I
had always possessed
This testimonial, had I accepted it, would doubtless have been a great
success, as it was endorsed by all of the League magnates, by the press
generally, and by the lovers of base-ball all over the country, but to
me it appeared to be something too much in the nature of a charity gift
for me to accept, and I felt that I should stultify my manhood by so
doing, and that I should sacrifice that feeling of independence that I
had always possessed. To the many friends who urged it upon me at the
time I am still deeply grateful, but I feel that in declining to accept
it I did a wise thing, and I am confident that very many of them now
agree with me in that opinion.




The last few months of my stay in Philadelphia passed all too quickly,



and a short time before the opening of the regular season found me in
the Garden City ready to don a Chicago uniform and do the very best I
could to help win the pennant for the latest city of my adoption
The last few months of my stay in Philadelphia passed all too quickly,
and a short time before the opening of the regular season found me in
the Garden City ready to don a Chicago uniform and do the very best I
could to help win the pennant for the latest city of my adoption.




Tuesday, September 25, 2007

'What is the matter, Rollo?' said Jonas,--for it happened that Jonas was



going by just then, with a wheelbarrow
'What is the matter, Rollo?' said Jonas,--for it happened that Jonas was
going by just then, with a wheelbarrow.




Uncle George took Jonas forward alone, until they were out of sight, and



presently returned without him
Uncle George took Jonas forward alone, until they were out of sight, and
presently returned without him. Rollo asked where Jonas was gone, and
his uncle told him that that was a secret at present. They heard, soon
after, the strokes of his hatchet in the woods, on before them, but
could not imagine what he could be doing.




Now, Rollo"s father and mother, together with his uncle George, formed



a plan for going up this mountain after blueberries, and they were going
to take Rollo and his cousin Lucy with them
Now, Rollo"s father and mother, together with his uncle George, formed
a plan for going up this mountain after blueberries, and they were going
to take Rollo and his cousin Lucy with them. Uncle George and cousin
Lucy were to come in a chaise to Rollo"s house immediately after
breakfast, and Rollo was to ride with them, and his father and mother
were to go in another chaise.




With the doing away with the restrictions that governed the methods of



the pitcher"s delivery of the ball and the introduction of the curve the
running up of large scores in the game became an impossibility, and the
batsman was placed at a decided disadvantage
With the doing away with the restrictions that governed the methods of
the pitcher"s delivery of the ball and the introduction of the curve the
running up of large scores in the game became an impossibility, and the
batsman was placed at a decided disadvantage.




The fact remains, however, that there is almost always a dramatic and



undramatic, a more dramatic and a less dramatic, way of doing a thing;
and an author who allows us to foresee and expect a dramatic way of
attaining a given end, and then chooses an undramatic or less dramatic
way, is guilty of having missed the obligatory scene
The fact remains, however, that there is almost always a dramatic and
undramatic, a more dramatic and a less dramatic, way of doing a thing;
and an author who allows us to foresee and expect a dramatic way of
attaining a given end, and then chooses an undramatic or less dramatic
way, is guilty of having missed the obligatory scene. For a general
discussion of what we mean by the terms 'dramatic' and 'undramatic' the
reader may refer back to Chapter III. Here I need only give one or two
particular illustrations.




Monday, September 24, 2007

"Had Dick changed at all?" she asked, trying to make her words as



listless as his
"Had Dick changed at all?" she asked, trying to make her words as
listless as his. "I wish that you would tell me something that he said.
You must know more about him than just"----




ACT IV



ACT IV.--THE COMPACT MAJORITY ON THE WARPATH.--The crowd, finding
that its immediate interests are identical with those of the
privileged few, joins with the bureaucracy in shouting down the
truth, and organizing a conspiracy of silence.




Colorado Springs, the fashionable watering place of all Colorado, was to



be our next stopping place
Colorado Springs, the fashionable watering place of all Colorado, was to
be our next stopping place. Leaving Denver on the night of October 27th,
we were obliged to change from the broad-gauge cars in which we had been
traveling, into narrow-gauge cars, in which we journeyed as far as
Ogden, and they seemed for a time cramped and uncomfortable as compared
with the 'Q.' outfit.




Sunday, September 23, 2007

O thou whose blissful fate on earth all mortal weal excelled--



Who, while the sunlight touched thine eyes, the lord of all wert
held!
A god to Persian men thou wert, in bliss and pride and fame--
I hold thee blest too in thy death, or e"er the ruin came!
Alas, Darius! one brief word must tell thee all the tale--
The Persian power is in the dust, gone down in blood and bale!




That the time is ripe for such a movement I am confident, as I am also



that plenty of good ball players could be found to join its ranks
That the time is ripe for such a movement I am confident, as I am also
that plenty of good ball players could be found to join its ranks.




Friday, September 21, 2007

Slowly he raised his face to the skies



Slowly he raised his face to the skies. In the glare of the
searchlights a gleaming, silvery, oblong-shaped form was turning and
twisting like an animal at bay. They heard him catch his breath; then
their blood was frozen by a choking, heart-rending cry of agony and
rage.




--Don"t talk to me of it! It gets on my nerves, my brother"s



extravagance does
--Don"t talk to me of it! It gets on my nerves, my brother"s
extravagance does. I often quarrel with him because he"s so
improvident.




Take thou this gift from out the grave of Time



Take thou this gift from out the grave of Time.
The urns of Greece lie shattered, and the cup
That for Athenian lips the Muses filled,
And flowery crowns that on Athenian hair
Hid the cicala, freedom"s golden sign,
Dust in the dust have fallen. Calmly sad,
The marble dead upon Athenian tombs
Speak from their eyes 'Farewell': and well have fared
They and the saddened friends, whose clasping hands
Win from the solemn stone eternity.
Yea, well they fared unto the evening god,
Passing beyond the limit of the world,
Where face to face the son his mother saw,
A living man a shadow, while she spake
Words that Odysseus and that Homer heard,--
_I too, O child, I reached the common doom,
The grave, the goal of fate, and passed away_.
--Such, Anticleia, as thy voice to him,
Across the dim gray gulf of death and time
Is that of Greece, a mother"s to a child,--
Mother of each whose dreams are grave and fair--
Who sees the Naiad where the streams are bright
And in the sunny ripple of the sea
Cymodoce with floating golden hair:
And in the whisper of the waving oak
Hears still the Dryad"s plaint, and, in the wind
That sighs through moonlit woodlands, knows the horn
Of Artemis, and silver shafts and bow.
Therefore if still around this broken vase,
Borne by rough hands, unworthy of their load,
Far from Cephisus and the wandering rills,
There cling a fragrance as of things once sweet,
Of honey from Hymettus" desert hill,
Take thou the gift and hold it close and dear;
For gifts that die have living memories--
Voices of unreturning days, that breathe
The spirit of a day that never dies.




Thursday, September 20, 2007

Our base-ball friends in New York, who had been looking for us for three



days, had been early apprised that the 'Adriatic' had arrived off Sandy
Hook, and, boarding the little steamer 'Starin' and the tug 'George
Wood,' they came down the bay, two hundred strong, to meet us
Our base-ball friends in New York, who had been looking for us for three
days, had been early apprised that the 'Adriatic' had arrived off Sandy
Hook, and, boarding the little steamer 'Starin' and the tug 'George
Wood,' they came down the bay, two hundred strong, to meet us. With the
aid of 'a leedle Sherman pand,' steam whistles and lusty throats they
made noise enough to bring us all on deck in a hurry. As the distance
between the vessels grew shorter we could distinguish among others the
faces of Marcus Meyer, W. W. Kelly, John W. Russel, Digby Bell, DeWolf
Hopper, Col. W. T. Coleman and many others, not least among them being
my old father, who had come on from Marshalltown to be among the first
to welcome myself and my wife back to America, and who, as soon as the
'Starin' was made fast, climbed on deck and gave us both a hug that
would have done credit to the muscular energy of a grizzly bear, but who
was no happier to see us than we were to see him and to learn that all
was well with our dear ones. I"m not sure but the next thing that he did
was to propose a game of poker to some of the boys, but if he did not it
was simply because there was too much excitement going on. That evening
we were the guests of Col. McCaull at Palmer"s Theater, where De-Wolf
Hopper, Digby Bell and other prominent comic opera stars were playing in
'The May Queen.' The boxes that we occupied that night were handsomely
decorated with flags and bunting, while from the proscenium arch hung an
emblem of all nations, a gilt eagle and shield, with crossed bats and a
pair of catcher"s gloves and a catcher"s mask.




In a play by Mr



In a play by Mr. James Bernard Fagan, _The Prayer of the Sword_, we have
a much clearer example of an inadequate obstacle. A youth named Andrea
has been brought up in a monastery, and destined for the priesthood; but
his tastes and aptitudes are all for a military career. He is, however,
on the verge of taking his priestly vows, when accident calls him forth
into the world, and he has the good fortune to quell a threatened
revolution in a romantic Duchy, ruled over by a duchess of surpassing
loveliness. With her he naturally falls in love; and the tragedy lies,
or ought to lie, in the conflict between this earthly passion and his
heavenly calling and election. But the author has taken pains to make
the obstacle between Andrea and Ilaria absolutely unreal. The fact that
Andrea has as yet taken no irrevocable vow is not the essence of the
matter. Vow or no vow, there would have been a tragic conflict if Andrea
had felt absolutely certain of his calling to the priesthood, and had
defied Heaven, and imperilled his immortal soul, because of his
overwhelming passion. That would have been a tragic situation; but the
author had carefully avoided it. From the very first--before Andrea had
ever seen Ilaria--it had been impressed upon us that he had no priestly
vocation. There was no struggle in his soul between passion and duty;
there was no struggle at all in his soul. His struggles are all with
external forces and influences; wherefore the play, which a real
obstacle might have converted into a tragedy, remained a sentimental
romance--and is forgotten.




"Well," he smiled, "that would be an improvement on most Academy



titles
"Well," he smiled, "that would be an improvement on most Academy
titles. An ordinary artist would simply name it 'Young Gentleman by
Trout-Stream.' Haven"t you often gone through a gallery picturing all
sorts of dramatic meanings in paintings, only to have your illusions
shattered by the catalogue?"




Tuesday, September 18, 2007

She said nothing in reply, and as if by tacit agreement they started



back along the path
She said nothing in reply, and as if by tacit agreement they started
back along the path. He did not break the silence, feeling that words
might be provocative of a retort that would dispel the growing feeling
of mutual confidence.




There in the smoke and the choking dust Austin Selwyn shook in the grip



of the greatest emotion he had ever known
There in the smoke and the choking dust Austin Selwyn shook in the grip
of the greatest emotion he had ever known. A girl was buried--a
fraction of a minute might mean her life. With hot breath and pulses
on fire, he led his unknown men through the choking ruins to where one
small, insignificant life was imprisoned.




Saturday, September 15, 2007

What then? Are you afraid of being caught? But I told you, if anything



should happen, I"ll take the guilt on myself
What then? Are you afraid of being caught? But I told you, if anything
should happen, I"ll take the guilt on myself. Don"t you believe me?




In the darkest corner stands Someone in Gray called He



In the darkest corner stands Someone in Gray called He. The candle in
his hand is now no longer than it is thick. The wax is running over a
little. The stump burns with a reddish, flickering light, and casts a
red sheen on His stony face and chin.




A third theme to be handled with the greatest caution, if at all, is



that of heroic self-sacrifice
A third theme to be handled with the greatest caution, if at all, is
that of heroic self-sacrifice. Not that self-sacrifice, like revenge, is
an outworn passion. It still rages in daily life; but no audience of
average intelligence will to-day accept it with the uncritical
admiration which it used to excite in the sentimental dramas of last
century. Even then--even in 1869--Meilhac and Halevy, in their
ever-memorable _Froufrou_, showed what disasters often result from it;
but it retained its prestige with the average playwright--and with some
who were above the average--for many a day after that. I can recall a
play, by a living English author, in which a Colonel in the Indian Army
pleaded guilty to a damning charge of cowardice rather than allow a lady
whom he chivalrously adored to learn that it was her husband who was the
real coward and traitor. He knew that the lady detested her husband; he
knew that they had no children to suffer by the husband"s disgrace; he
knew that there was a quite probable way by which he might have cleared
his own character without casting any imputation on the other man. But
in a sheer frenzy of self-sacrifice he blasted his own career, and
thereby inflicted far greater pain upon the woman he loved than if he
had told the truth or suffered it to be told. And twenty years
afterwards, when the villain was dead, the hero still resolutely refused
to clear his own character, lest the villain"s widow should learn the
truth about her wholly unlamented husband. This was an extravagant and
childish case; but the superstition of heroic self-sacrifice still
lingers in certain quarters, and cannot be too soon eradicated. I do not
mean, of course, that self-sacrifice is never admirable, but only that
it can no longer be accepted as a thing inherently noble, apart from its
circumstances and its consequences. An excellent play might be written
with the express design of placing the ethics of self-sacrifice in their
true light. Perhaps the upshot might be the recognition of the simple
principle that it is immoral to make a sacrifice which the person
supposed to benefit by it has no right to accept.




Thursday, September 6, 2007

So disgusted were the visitors and their followers over the showing that



we had made in spite of their best endeavors that they at once proceeded
to arrange another game for the next day, cancelling another date ahead
in order to do so
So disgusted were the visitors and their followers over the showing that
we had made in spite of their best endeavors that they at once proceeded
to arrange another game for the next day, cancelling another date ahead
in order to do so.




'Now, boys,' said Jonas, 'you have got into a foolish and wicked



quarrel
'Now, boys,' said Jonas, 'you have got into a foolish and wicked
quarrel. I have heard it all. Now you may do as you please--you may let
me settle it, or I will lead you home to your mother, and tell her about
it, and let her settle it.'




Then the mother turns upon the daughter"s stony self-righteousness, and



pours forth her sordid history in such a way as to throw a searchlight
on the conditions which make such histories possible; until, exhausted
by her outburst, she says, 'Oh, dear! I do believe I am getting sleepy
after all,' and Vivie replies, 'I believe it is I who will not be able
to sleep now
Then the mother turns upon the daughter"s stony self-righteousness, and
pours forth her sordid history in such a way as to throw a searchlight
on the conditions which make such histories possible; until, exhausted
by her outburst, she says, 'Oh, dear! I do believe I am getting sleepy
after all,' and Vivie replies, 'I believe it is I who will not be able
to sleep now.' Mr. Shaw, we see, is at pains to emphasize his peripety.




He produced a silver match-box, and feeling his way carefully down the



slippery steps, handed it to the stranger
He produced a silver match-box, and feeling his way carefully down the
slippery steps, handed it to the stranger. Acknowledging the action
with a murmur of thanks, the fellow took it, and making a protection
with his cape, struck a match to light his pipe. It flickered for a
moment and flared up, illuminating his features grotesquely.




Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Again there was a silence fraught with such intensity that Selwyn



thought the very beating of his pulses could be heard
Again there was a silence fraught with such intensity that Selwyn
thought the very beating of his pulses could be heard. At last Lord
Durwent rose, and with an air of deepest respect placed the medal in
the hands of his wife. Her theatricalism was mute in a sorrow that was
free from shame.




After his release by the Chicago Club he drifted back East, where he



pitched for a time in some of the minor leagues
After his release by the Chicago Club he drifted back East, where he
pitched for a time in some of the minor leagues. Later on he was given
another trial by the Chicagos, but his work proved unsatisfactory, he
having outlived the days of his usefulness in the pitching line. After
that he again went East, where he died several years ago.




Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Remsen was a fine fielder and a fast base-runner, but his weak point was



in hitting
Remsen was a fine fielder and a fast base-runner, but his weak point was
in hitting. He was a good thrower, too, though I beat him in a match at
Hartford by covering 127 yards and 4 inches, a performance that
surprised some people who had wagered their money on his success.




Monday, September 3, 2007

With their voices almost rising to a scream, the chafing Americans



watched the Englishman walk towards the enemy lines
With their voices almost rising to a scream, the chafing Americans
watched the Englishman walk towards the enemy lines. Bullets bit the
ground near his feet, but, untouched, he went on, with the metal monster
following behind. Once he fell, and a hush came over the watchers; but
he rose and limped on. His face pale and grim, Van Derwater moved among
his men, urging them to wait; but they cursed and yelled at the delay.




Equally typical and infinitely more tragic is another postnuptial



peripety--the scene of the mutual confession of Angel Clare and Tess in
Mr
Equally typical and infinitely more tragic is another postnuptial
peripety--the scene of the mutual confession of Angel Clare and Tess in
Mr. Hardy"s great novel. As it stands on the printed page, this scene is
a superb piece of drama. Its greatness has been obscured in the English
theatre by the general unskilfulness of the dramatic version presented.
One magnificent scene does not make a play. In America, on the other
hand, the fine acting of Mrs. Fiske secured popularity for a version
which was, perhaps, rather better than that which we saw in England.




Sunday, September 2, 2007

The second day after we arrived at Nice the flower festival took place,



and luckily the weather was almost perfect
The second day after we arrived at Nice the flower festival took place,
and luckily the weather was almost perfect. All the morning for a
distance of some twenty blocks the Avenue des Anglaise, where the battle
of flowers is annually held, the decorators had been busy preparing for
the event, and by afternoon decked in flowers and gaily-colored ribbons,
bunting and flags, the scene that it presented was a brilliant one. By
three o"clock it was crowded with elegant equipages filled with men,
women and flowers, the two former pelting each other with blossoms to
their heart"s content, the spectators in the adjacent windows and on the
sidewalks taking part in the mimic war. Conspicuous in the party was the
Prince of Wales and his friends, among which were several of our fair
countrywomen, the whole party distributing their flowers right and left
with reckless-prodigality. The number of handsome women, the splendid
street decorations, and the abundance of flowers that were scattered
about in lavish profusion made a brilliant picture and one that it is
not to be wondered that tourists journey from all parts of the continent
to witness.




'I will call him,' said Rollo



'I will call him,' said Rollo. So he turned round, and kneeled up upon
the seat, so that he could look out behind the chaise, for the back
curtain was up. Lucy did the same, but Jonas was not to be seen. They
looked a little longer, and presently saw him coming along round a curve
in the road. They beckoned to him, and as he rode up, they saw he had a
bush in his hand. He came up to the side of the chaise, and handed it to
Rollo. It was a large blueberry-bush, covered with beautiful ripe blue
berries. Rollo took them, and admired them very much; and at first he
was going to divide them between Lucy and himself; but they concluded,
on the whole, to send them forward to his mother. Jonas told them the
mountain before them _was_ Benalgon, and rode on to carry the
blueberry-bush to the other chaise. Presently he came back, bringing it
with him, except a small sprig which Rollo"s mother had taken off. The
rest she had sent back to the children.




And then the woman who was his wife lost her own yoke of self-restraint



in solicitude for him
And then the woman who was his wife lost her own yoke of self-restraint
in solicitude for him. Timidly, hesitatingly at first, she invaded the
precincts of his mind. With subtle persistence, yet never seeming to
force her way, she wove her personality about his like a web of silken
thread. Her purity of thought, her innate artistry, her depth of
feeling, played on his spirit like dew upon the parched earth.




"Yesterday morning," said Durwent dully, "I was to have been shot



"Yesterday morning," said Durwent dully, "I was to have been shot. I was
drunk in the line, and deserved it. It"s no use trying to excuse myself.
I fancy my nerves were a bit gone after what we"d been through the last
few months, but---- Well, I suppose I am simply a failure, as that chap
said in London--there isn"t much more to it than that. By a queer deal
of the cards, Mathews was on guard, and helped me to escape. It was
rotten of me to let him take the chance; but it"s been that way all
through. Even at the end of everything--after being a waster and a
rotter since I was a kid--I have to drag this poor chap down with me.
Promise, Selwyn, if you come out of this alive, that you"ll fight his
case for him."




The boys were playing good ball at this stage of the game and our



chances for the pennant had a decidedly rosy look
The boys were playing good ball at this stage of the game and our
chances for the pennant had a decidedly rosy look. During the month of
July we climbed steadily toward the top of the ladder, and at the end of
that month we were in second place, and within striking distance of
Detroit, that team being still the leader, while Boston had fallen back
to the third and New York to fourth place. These positions were
maintained until the last week of August, when the Chicago and Detroit
teams were tied in the matter of games won. At this time it was still
anybody"s race so far as the two leaders were concerned.




Friday, August 31, 2007

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Geometry
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Gifts
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Good old times
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Government of wise men
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Guests and hosts
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Guilt not to be punished in wrath
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Gyges




"Mr



"Mr. Watson," he resumed, "has asked what we have done with America"s
soul. That is a telling phrase, and I should like to meet it with an
equally telling one; but this is not a matter of phraseology, but of the
deepest thought. Gentlemen, if you will, look back with me over the
brief history of this Republic. There are great truths hidden in the
Past.




_[He laughs behind his hand



_[He laughs behind his hand. Then his laugh bursts through his
fingers, so to speak, grows in intensity, becomes irresistible, and
passes into a whine. The crowd begins to fill the stage, concealing
the body, Speransky, and Tony. The bells are rung in the monastery as
at Easter, and at the same time the singing of thousands of voices is
heard._




Thursday, August 30, 2007

--They don"t own any clothes at all except what they have on



--They don"t own any clothes at all except what they have on. She
always goes about in her rosy dress with her neck bare, which makes
her look like a young girl.




The Chicago team of 1896 was a somewhat mixed affair, change following



change in rapid succession
The Chicago team of 1896 was a somewhat mixed affair, change following
change in rapid succession. Hutchinson had retired from the game and the
pitchers, seven in number, were, Griffith, Thornton, Briggs, Friend,
Terry, Parker and McFarland; Kittridge and Donohue as catchers, myself
and Decker alternating at first base, Pfeffer and Truby doing the same
thing at second, and Everett and McCormick at third. Dahlen played
shortstop, and Lange, Everett, Ryan, Decker and Flynn took care of the
outfield.




Wednesday, August 29, 2007

"Elise!" He sat bolt-upright



"Elise!" He sat bolt-upright. "By gad! I never knew it until this
minute. _You_ are the woman I ought to marry. You are far too good and
clever and all that; but, by Jove! I could do something in the world if I
had you to work for. Don"t stop me, Elise. I am serious. I should have
known all along"----




Beneath a near-by tree he saw a woman in white, and the figure of a man



pleading for something
Beneath a near-by tree he saw a woman in white, and the figure of a man
pleading for something. Suddenly Selwyn saw the woman take some
article from around her neck and hand it to the man. The fellow took
it, and seemed to be turning away, when, with a suppressed sob, she
caught him in her arms, murmuring incoherent endearments through her
tears.




Monday, August 27, 2007

So the children ran back to the entry, and sat down to their story,



taking pains to read carefully, as if their object was to learn to read;
and though they did not expect it, they did, in fact, have a very
pleasant time
So the children ran back to the entry, and sat down to their story,
taking pains to read carefully, as if their object was to learn to read;
and though they did not expect it, they did, in fact, have a very
pleasant time.




Have we not here, then, the distinction between character-drawing and



psychology? Character-drawing is the presentment of human nature in its
commonly-recognized, understood, and accepted aspects; psychology is, as
it were, the exploration of character, the bringing of hitherto
unsurveyed tracts within the circle of our knowledge and comprehension
Have we not here, then, the distinction between character-drawing and
psychology? Character-drawing is the presentment of human nature in its
commonly-recognized, understood, and accepted aspects; psychology is, as
it were, the exploration of character, the bringing of hitherto
unsurveyed tracts within the circle of our knowledge and comprehension.
In other words, character-drawing is synthetic, psychology analytic.
This does not mean that the one is necessarily inferior to the other.
Some of the greatest masterpieces of creative art have been achieved by
the synthesis of known elements. Falstaff, for example--there is no more
brilliant or more living character in all fiction; yet it is impossible
to say that Shakespeare has here taken us into previously unplumbed
depths of human nature, as he has in Hamlet, or in Lear. No doubt it is
often very hard to decide whether a given personage is a mere projection
of the known or a divination of the unknown. What are we to say, for
example, of Cleopatra, or of Shylock, or of Macbeth? Richard II, on the
other hand, is as clearly a piece of psychology as the Nurse in _Romeo
and Juliet_ is a piece of character-drawing. The comedy of types
necessarily tends to keep within the limits of the known, and
Moliere--in spite of Alceste and Don Juan--is characteristically a
character-drawer, as Racine is characteristically a psychologist. Ibsen
is a psychologist or he is nothing. Earl Skule and Bishop Nicholas,
Hedda Gabler and John Gabriel Borkman are daring explorations of
hitherto uncharted regions of the human soul. But Ibsen, too, was a
character-drawer when it suited him. One is tempted to say that there is
no psychology in Brand--he is a mere incarnation of intransigent
idealism--while Peer Gynt is as brilliant a psychological inspiration as
Don Quixote. Dr. Stockmann is a vigorously-projected character, Hialmar
Ekdal a piece of searching psychology. Finally, my point could scarcely
be better illustrated than by a comparison--cruel but instructive
--between Rebecca in _Rosmersholm_ and the heroine in _Bella
Donna_. Each is, in effect, a murderess, though it was a moral, not a
mineral, poison that Rebecca employed. But while we know nothing
whatever of Mrs. Armine"s mental processes, Rebecca"s temptations,
struggles, sophistries, hesitations, resolves, and revulsions of feeling
are all laid bare to us, so that we feel her to be no monster, but a
living woman, comprehensible to our intelligence, and, however
blameworthy, not wholly beyond the range of our sympathies. There are
few greater achievements of psychology.




Let us turn now to a more memorable piece of work; that interesting play



of Sir Arthur Pinero"s transition period, _The Profligate_
Let us turn now to a more memorable piece of work; that interesting play
of Sir Arthur Pinero"s transition period, _The Profligate_. Here the
great situation of the third act is brought about by a chain of
coincidences which would be utterly unthinkable in the author"s maturer
work. Leslie Brudenell, the heroine, is the ward of Mr. Cheal, a
solicitor. She is to be married to Dunstan Renshaw; and, as she has no
home, the bridal party meets at Mr. Cheal"s office before proceeding to
the registrar"s. No sooner have they departed than Janet Preece, who has
been betrayed and deserted by Dunstan Renshaw (under an assumed name)
comes to the office to state her piteous case. This is not in itself a
pure coincidence; for Janet happened to come to London in the same train
with Leslie Brudenell and her brother Wilfrid; and Wilfrid, seeing in
her a damsel in distress, recommended her to lay her troubles before a
respectable solicitor, giving her Mr. Cheal"s address. So far, then, the
coincidence is not startling. It is natural enough that Renshaw"s
mistress and his betrothed should live in the same country town; and it
is not improbable that they should come to London by the same train, and
that Wilfrid Brudenell should give the bewildered and weeping young
woman a commonplace piece of advice. The concatenation of circumstances
is remarkable rather than improbable. But when, in the next act, not a
month later, Janet Preece, by pure chance, drops in at the Florentine
villa where Renshaw and Leslie are spending their honeymoon, we feel
that the long arm of coincidence is stretched to its uttermost, and that
even the thrilling situation which follows is very dearly bought. It
would not have been difficult to attenuate the coincidence. What has
actually happened is this: Janet has (we know not how) become a sort of
maid-companion to a Mrs. Stonehay, whose daughter was a school-friend of
Leslie"s; the Stonehays have come to Florence, knowing nothing of
Leslie"s presence there; and they happen to visit the villa in order to
see a fresco which it contains. If, now, we had been told that Janet"s
engagement by the Stonehays had resulted from her visit to Mr. Cheal,
and that the Stonehays had come to Florence knowing Leslie to be there,
and eager to find her, several links would have been struck off the
chain of coincidence; or, to put it more exactly, a fairly coherent
sequence of events would have been substituted for a series of
incoherent chances. The same result might no doubt have been achieved in
many other and neater ways. I merely indicate, by way of illustration, a
quite obvious method of reducing the element of coincidence in the case.




Sunday, August 26, 2007

If you deal with Napoleon, for instance, it is perfectly clear that he



must dominate the stage
If you deal with Napoleon, for instance, it is perfectly clear that he
must dominate the stage. As soon as you bring in the name, the idea, of
Napoleon Bonaparte, men have eyes and ears for nothing else; and they
demand to see him, in a general way, acting up to their general
conception of him. That was what Messrs. Lloyd Osbourne and Austin
Strong forgot in their otherwise clever play, _The Exile_. It is useless
to prove, historically, that at a given moment he was passive, supine,
unconscious, while people around him were eagerly plotting his escape
and restoration. That may have been so; but it is not what an audience
wants to see. It wants to see Napoleon Napoleonizing. For anomalies and
uncharacteristic episodes in Napoleon"s career we must go to books; the
playhouse is not the place for them. It is true that a dramatist like
Mr. Bernard Shaw may, at his own risk and peril, set forth to give us a
new reading of Caesar or of Napoleon, which may or may not be
dramatically acceptable.[5] But this is not what Messrs. Osbourne and
Strong tried to do. Their Napoleon was the Napoleon of tradition--only
he failed to act 'in a concatenation according.'




Saturday, August 25, 2007

--Dogs hate the poor



--Dogs hate the poor. I saw three dogs attack him yesterday. He
beat them off with a stick and shouted: 'Don"t you dare to touch my
trousers; they"re my last pair!' And he laughed, and the dogs flung
themselves at him and showed their teeth and barked viciously.




Friday, August 24, 2007

"I will not weary you, gentlemen, with further extracts, but I ask you to



note--_and this is something which many of our public men have forgotten
to-day_--that at the very commencement of our career we were inextricably
involved with European affairs
"I will not weary you, gentlemen, with further extracts, but I ask you to
note--_and this is something which many of our public men have forgotten
to-day_--that at the very commencement of our career we were inextricably
involved with European affairs. Entangling alliances--no! But
segregation--impossible!"


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A game of 'rounders' between a team from the Rounders" Association of



Liverpool and an American eleven with Baldwin and Earl as the battery,
and with Tener, Wood, Fogarty, Brown, Hanlon, Pfeffer, Manning, Sullivan
and myself in the field was played
A game of 'rounders' between a team from the Rounders" Association of
Liverpool and an American eleven with Baldwin and Earl as the battery,
and with Tener, Wood, Fogarty, Brown, Hanlon, Pfeffer, Manning, Sullivan
and myself in the field was played. The bases in this game instead of
being bags are iron stakes about three feet high, the ball the size of a
tennis ball, and the batting is done with one hand and with a bat that
resembles a butter-paddle in shape and size. A base-runner has to be
retired by being struck with the ball, and not touched with it, and the
batter must run the first time he strikes at the ball, whether he hits
it or not. Of course the Rounders" Association team beat us, the score
being 16 to 14, but when they came to play us two innings at our game
afterwards the score stood at 18 to o in our favor, the crowd standing
in a drenching rain to witness the fun.


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The ball is in full swing



The ball is in full swing. The music is furnished by an orchestra
of three pieces. The musicians resemble closely their respective
instruments; the violinist, a violin--lean neck, small head, a shock
of hair brushed to one side, back somewhat bent, a handkerchief
correctly adjusted on his shoulder under the violin; the flute-player,
a flute--very, tall, with a thin, elongated face, and stiff, thin
legs, the bass-violinist, a double-bass--stumpy, round-shouldered,
lower part of his body very stout, wide trousers. The uncommon effort
with which the musicians play is painfully evident. They beat time,
swing their heads, and shake their bodies. The tune is the same
throughout the ball, a short polka in two musical phrases, producing a
jolly, hopping, extremely insipid effect. The three instruments do
not quite keep time with one another, producing a sort of queer
detachment, a vacant space, as it were, between them and the sounds
which they produce.


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So sang the jolly mariners on the good ship Pinafore, and so might have



sung the members of the Chicago and All-American base-ball teams as they
sailed out through the Golden Gate and into the blue waters of the
Pacific on the afternoon of November 18, 1888
So sang the jolly mariners on the good ship Pinafore, and so might have
sung the members of the Chicago and All-American base-ball teams as they
sailed out through the Golden Gate and into the blue waters of the
Pacific on the afternoon of November 18, 1888. Only at that time we were
not in the least sure as to whether the Alameda was a beauty or not,
pleasant as she looked to the eye, and we had a very reasonable doubt in
our minds as to whether we were sailors 'good and true.' There was a
long ocean voyage before us, and the few of us that were inclined to
sing refrained from doing so lest it might be thought that, like the boy
in the wood, we were making a great noise in order to keep our courage
up. We were one day late in leaving San Francisco, it having been
originally planned to leave here on Saturday, November 17th, and this
delay of one day served to cut short our visit at Honolulu. The morning
of our departure had dawned gray and sullen and rainy, but toward noon
the clouds broke away and by two o"clock in the afternoon, the hour set
for our departure, the day had become a fairly pleasant one.


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Thursday, August 23, 2007

Early in the morning of December 2d it began blowing hard and by the



time the noon hour had arrived the steamer was rolling about like a
bass-wood log in a mountain torrent
Early in the morning of December 2d it began blowing hard and by the
time the noon hour had arrived the steamer was rolling about like a
bass-wood log in a mountain torrent. There were some familiar faces
missing from the tables at meal time that day and the stewards who
waited upon those whose stomachs were still in eating order worked under
difficulties, it being always a question of where they would bring up
when they entered the cabin door. All that day:


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Wednesday, August 22, 2007

They went along, and presently got round the precipice out of sight of



I he boys again
They went along, and presently got round the precipice out of sight of
I he boys again. They walked slowly until their parents overtook them.


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Conspicuous among the absentees when the season opened was the Chicago



Club, which had been broken up by the great fire that swept over the
Queen of the Inland Seas in October of 1871, and not then reorganized;
the Forest City of Rockford, the Kekiongas of Fort Wayne, and several
others
Conspicuous among the absentees when the season opened was the Chicago
Club, which had been broken up by the great fire that swept over the
Queen of the Inland Seas in October of 1871, and not then reorganized;
the Forest City of Rockford, the Kekiongas of Fort Wayne, and several
others.


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In the days of the five-act dogma, each act was supposed to have its



special and pre-ordained function
In the days of the five-act dogma, each act was supposed to have its
special and pre-ordained function. Freytag assigns to the second act, as
a rule, the _Steigerung_ or heightening--the working-up, one might call
it--of the interest. But the second act, in modern plays, has often to
do all the work of the three middle acts under the older dispensation;
wherefore the theory of their special functions has more of a historical
than of a practical interest. For our present purposes, we may treat the
interior section of a play as a unit, whether it consist of one, two, or
three acts.


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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

What does all this matter anyway, Vassya? It"s of no account, mere



trifles
What does all this matter anyway, Vassya? It"s of no account, mere
trifles. To-day they are going to sing: 'Christ is arisen from the
dead. Death has conquered death.' Do you understand? 'Death has
conquered death.'


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