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.