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?