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?