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RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 76 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1867 Excerpt: . . . without rushed into her memory, and she shrank back shuddering, put her hands before her face, and cried in a voice of horror: No! Oh! go, go--for pitys sake go. He recoiled a pace or two, almost reeling with the confusion that raged in brain and heart. You tell me to go I thought just now you wanted me to stay. Which is it to be Go--Oh go at once! she exclaimed piteously. She felt her strength rapidly deserting her, and was fearful that if he did not leave her quickly she might do something to betray herself. Once more she heard him approach the door, once more she heard his hand on the lock, and this time she made no attempt to recall him. All hope, even instinctive and nnreasoning hope, was for the time frozen out of her heart; and she resigned herself to the worst, even to be hated and despised by Raymond Lee. Mute and motionless, never raising her eyes from the floor, she sat and listened. She heard him open the door, she heard it close after him; she heard his footstep in the little passage, then more faintly on the gravel-walk outside; she heard the garden-gate swing on its hinges, and presently heard his footstep again, now sounding from the road--heard it again and again, each time less and less distinctly, until at last she listened and there was nothing He was gone for ever! She had borne till she could bear no more, and here her suffering found temporary cessation. Her head fell wearily backwards on the sofa cushion, the pulsations of her heart grew feebler and feebler, and for a time all was mercifully made a blank to her. When shortly afterwards Amy, having heard the visitor depart, ventured to peep into the parlour, she was aghast at finding her sister lying in a deep and almost death-like sw. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 74 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1886 Excerpt: . . . then she proposed to fetch Ptia and place him in safety at St. Petersburg but both schemes failed. Nicolas, whose last letter had described his unexpected meeting with Princess Marie, gave no further sign of life for a long time; this added to the countesss terrors and she ceased to sleep at all. The count racked his brain to soothe her anxiety and succeeded in getting his youngest son transferred from the Obolensky regiment into Bsoukhows company which was being formed at Moscow; at this the countess was enchanted and looked forward to watching over her Benjamin. So long as only Nicolas was in danger she had fancied that she loved him best of all her children, and had reproached herself bitterly for favoritism; but when the youngest--that idle monkey Ptia, with his mischievous bright eyes, his rosy, downy cheeks and snub nose--was suddenly taken from her, to live among rough coarse soldiers who were fighting and killing and being killed, she imagined it was he that was her darling and could think of nothing but the moment when she should see him once more. In her impatience even those nearest and dearest to her only irritated her nerves: I only want Ptia, she would say to herself. What do I care for the others P A second letter came from Nicolas at the end of August, but it did not soothe her anxiety, though he wrote from Voronej, whither he had been sent to buy horses. Knowing that he was for the time out of danger her alarms for Ptia increased. Almost all their acquaintance had left Moscow and urged the countess to follow their example as soon as possible. Still, she would not think of moving before the return of her darling Ptia, who came at last, on the 9th. But, to her gre. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 60 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1826 Excerpt: . . . his splendid attire, and giving I audience to his subjects; or a spectacle of death, I to where a corpse is laid out on the bier attended I laudable one: considering the number of finelooking men among the Arabs, it is strange there should be such an almost universal plainness among the other sex in Egypt. TOMBS OF TiE. lv-19 fathers who had lived jai cti m. tts s. irrjA;. which seemed not to be rrucied en bv h nm tcrniinD footsteps, save when some chance trareia-should. went d0 direct his wavward step-there. A seif-darrsag: react-t altogether for this Httk ccmr-iT t forme W11 of fathers, who might trulr sar ther had nothing jeluke m to do with the pleasures of the world. thev Returning to Thebes, we set out eariv in the morning on a visit to the Tombs of the Kings ga, tne the keys. Having waited two hours, till he gluV and arrived, he soon set before us a couple of fowls, and some cakes of bread, spread on a mat in the ucalu Pen and as we had a fatiguing walk before us. . e gsfa The path was first across the sand, and then a nfin a contlnua and tedious ascent up the mountains, -oniai1 l aPProacned the place of the sepulchres. . . its ceB They are situated in a kind of amphitheatre I aodj, , formed by naked and pointed summits of the i call6 mountains: m the middle of this is a steep foufld , descent or chasm, and at. its bottom are the The, entrances of these abodes of the dead. Dc u. iria1-0 sending a flight of steps, the door of the largcM lie v. -v nan TOMBS OF THE KINGS. 171 by mourners: various animals also, as large as life, and a number of serpents, the different hues and folds of the body of which are beautifully iiLgp executed, in particular one of a large s. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 66 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: . . . sort and another. . . it was like knocking my head against a wall! I saw that it was impossible to approach him from that quarter. And suddenly a happy thought flashed across me! Permit me to inform you, I began, --one must always address the minnows with respect-- that I am amazed at you, my dear sir; you are interested in the natural sciences--and hitherto you have not noted the fact that all carnivorous and rapacious animals, birds and beasts, all those who are obliged to sally forth in search of prey, and toil over procuring live food for themselves and their offspring. . . and, of course, you reckon man in the list of such animals--Of course I do, replied the minnow : man, after all, is nothing but a carnivorous animal. -- And a rapacious one, I added. -- And a rapacious one, he assented. -- That is very well said, I assented. So, then, I am amazed that you have not observed that all such animals stick to monogamy The new youngster shuddered. --How so-- Why, just so. Recall the lion, the wolf, the fox, the vulture, the hawk; and be so good as to consider how could they act otherwise The two of you can hardly feed the children, as it is. --My minnow fell to thinking. --Well, says he, in that case, the beast is no model for man. --Then I called him an idealist, and how angry he became! He almost wept. I was obliged to soothe him, and to promise him that I would not betray him to his comrades. Is it a small thing to deserve the name of idealist And therein lies the joke, that the present young generation has made a mistake in its calculations. It has imagined that the day of old-fashioned, dark, underground toil is past, that it was all well enough for their aged fathers to dig like tortoises; but for us such a role is. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 106 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 Excerpt: . . . which the shaft is made nothing of, in which the necessary openings occur at the necessary places, are justified by their necessity, but draw no attention to themselves. They become impressive not as units, but as a series, and this may be a very fine impressiveness. Rectangular holes are not pretty, but ten stories of them all alike ST. JAMES BUILDING. Broadway and 2l!th Street. Bruce Price, Architect are sure of making their effect. In the St. Paul, the unarchitecturesque fronts which the spectator is requested to ignore, but cannot, in which the square holes stand confessed and nothing is done to them, are to one spectator more impressive than the evidently factitious architecture alongside of them. They would be more impressive still if the cornices which mark the arbitrary architectural division of the truncated front were not continued across them to the impairment of the effect of reality that they would produce if they were left alone, and to the interruption of a monotony so often repeated that it would become almost sublime. The question which Lord Melbourne was in the habit of asking his colleagues, when they asked what ground he meant to take on some new political issue, is one which might properly be addressed to a good many designers of sky-scrapers who are solicitous what to do with the main body of their buildings: Cant you let it alone Of course, a shaft can be effectively variegated without denying either the equality of importance and similarity of purpose between its different stories, or compromising its own importance as an organic part of the building. This may be done, as we shall see hereafter, by the introduction of moulded ornament in terra cotta, which is so plastic that it seems to require ornament, and in which e. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 50 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1785 Excerpt: . . . my tongue was false, my heart was true. V. EPILOGUE to REGULUS. Spoken by Mrs. Woffingtoji. IF one could credit what these Poets tell us, These Greeks and Romans were surprizing fel-lows. But when compard with heroes now-a-days, Who can believe one word our Author fays To-night famd Regulus appeard before ye, Brimfull of honour and his countrys glory; So fraught with virtue and with patriot zeal, He laid down life to serve the public weal. Bless me! was ever man so wildly frantick! We have no patriots now are so romantick; Weve no State Quixotes as they had of yore; Our Patriots husf, tis true, and rant and roar, And talk of this and that--but nothing more. Their ladies too were formd with strange in-gredients; They lovd their husbands, and were all obe-dience: , . s A Tragedy, by Mr. Havard, acted first Time February 1744, at Drury-lane Theatre. G 3 Aid And though their mates for many years wonTd roam, The constant doves would stay till they comehome. Martia, if what they fay can gain belies, For loss of husband almost dyd with grief; And what is stranger still, they all agree That Reguluswas turnd of sixty-three. Would any modern lady break her heart, Because an aged spouse resolves to part Would she to thwart his will be so uncivil O no--the man might go to Carthage--or the devil. What mighty stuff composd these sons of freedom! The Classicks fay (Im told by those that read em) That they were mortals of such wondrous merit. . That een when old, they fought and livd with spirit. Romans at sixty-three, as Im alive, Were better men than ours at thirty-sive. In short, if all thats faid and wrote be true, And they when old such mighty scats could do, O Lord I they playd the devil sure at twenty-two! Thus far with trifling . . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 96 pages. LC Number: KF27 . P8964 2009n OCLC Number: (OCoLC)607097840 Subject: Border stations -- United States -- Design and construction -- Finance. Excerpt: . . . 5 that youre going to come out of the Great Recession with some-thing less than substantial government spending need to reread the history of the New Deal. Those books are selling better than ever now. I do want to correct for the record something that is raised every time we have a hearing, and that is that, when a contract is awarded, it has almost nothing to do with when jobs come on line and when money begins to flow. No matter what this Committee has done - and it could not have done more with shovel-ready projects and the rest - there are laws and rules that every jurisdic-tion must abide by. So we look for jobs created as the jobs flow through the pipeline, and it is at the end of a job that we can tell how many jobs have been there. Even the money flows in weekly or in two weekly sessions. If we look at the Department of Homeland Security head-quarters, for example, we say to you with no fear of contradiction that, over about 7 years, there will be 38, 000 jobs. Well, if some-body begins to count them up now, one will find that we are tooling up for a massive project, and those jobs will not show in numbers until years from now. Those numbers have been checked every-where but up and down and sideways, and I think they are reliable if we understand how to count jobs and, above all, when to count jobs. I do want to say that the job accuracy figures for GSA have been conservative and well-documented thus far. I ask Mr. Arcuri for his opening remarks if he has any. Mr. A. I just want to thank the Chair for holding this hear-RCURI ing, and I have no opening remarks. Thank you. Ms. N. Thank you, Mr. Arcuri. So we will go to our panel. ORTON I am pleased - I want to identify everybody by the correct title - to welcome William Guerin, who is the Recovery Program Manage-ment Office director at the GSA. With him. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 102 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 Excerpt: . . . driving the Turks from the Peloponnesus. Mehemet Ali, with more sense than his master, saw that the game was up; he entered into negotiations; his helpless army was transported back to Egypt in the ships of the allies; and Greece was free in fact, though it took the Sultan two years longer to realize and admit it by treaty. The European Powers, which had thus established the independence of Greece almost against their wills, treated her as a child, and kept her long in leading-strings. Perhaps she needed it, for the Greeks had shown themselves united in only one thing--unyielding hatred of the Turks. In all else they were as quarrelsome as the famous Kilkenny cats. At one time during their life and death struggle, they had seven separate little private wars going on among themselves. Count Capo diIstrias was chosen president, but was accused of injustice and assassinated in 1831. The Powers had told Greece they could not approve of republics and that she must have a king; but it was not easy to select one. Every native Greek had rivals as powerful as he. Several foreign princes were privately offered the throne, but declined the honor much as they would have declined a seat on a rumbling volcano. At last Prince Otho of Bavaria accepted, and in 1832 became king of Greece. It was a thankless position for the well-meaning youth of seventeen. The people distrusted him; they had learned to be experts at falsehood and deception during their long slavery to the Turks; they were treacherously quick with their knives; and a Greek election was more dangerous and more hotly contested than the proverbial Irish one. King Otho was not a brilliant man, and he scon fell back upon the simple expedient of having nothing: to do with his subjects. He ca. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 56 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 Excerpt: . . . the health of Mr. Thaddeus Almanac; and may he have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. There were mild and desultory cheers, and Thaddeus saw his mother beaming at him. Then Mr. Barrington went on: Unfortunately, as no directions came with it, none of us know enough about the phonograph to make it go. Therefore we have had it brought here in order to have Mr. Almanac run it for us. Thaddeus suddenly felt giddy; his lips turned white. Mr. Barrington rose and invited him to AUNT NE night when I was a boy I lay on a rug in our sitting-room looking at the fire. Others were watching, too: my mother, a halfdarned stocking in her hand, waited and listened; my yellow cat, lolling by my side in the pleasant warmth, too limp to purr; and Aunt Mary, sit the head of the table. He feebly stood up and faltered, I dont know how to work it myself. Then he tried to laugh. I do, said his rival, jumping up. Theres no roll in it, cried Thaddeus. Oh, yes, there is, said his rival. Thaddeus caught hold of the table. Then he saw Jean smiling at him. After all, though a public proposal would be embarrassing, there was nothing so dreadful in it. He pulled himself together. The rival started the machine. Everyone listened, including the butler and the maids. A sharp click was heard; then Thaddeus braced himself in his chair and looked at Jean. It seemed an hour before the machine said anything. Thaddeus thought perhaps this was a blank roll, and was almost sorry. After all it would be glorious to triumph before his rival. But his meditations were cut short by a distinct metallic voice from the head of the table. It was not exactly like Thaddeus, but everyone knew that it was trying to be; and this is what the . . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 66 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1880 Excerpt: . . . the ear; this caused Fleety to jump quickly back, when Madcap hopped quietly into his place. Fleety did not make a fuss, however, but took the place next to his brother in perfect good humor. Then Squeaky, as was usual with her, began to cry. Whats the matter now, Squeaky said her mamma. The boys have dot the dood paces, and I tant hear a word of the tory, replied little Squeaky. Boys, said their mother, it is very impolite in you to take the best, as you always do. You never seem to think of your little sister. Children, said their father, if you dont behave, I shall not tell the story. Squeaky, come and sit on my knee. Madcap, stop pinching your brother. Because Fleety is good-natured is no reason why you should impose on him as you do. When all was still, Papa Mouse began. The story I am about to tell you, my dears, is true, --about something I saw on my travels to-day. Doody, doody! said little Squeaky, who was now perfectly content. I like true tories. I came near losing my life, to-day, my children, continued the father. At this Mamma Mouse and the two boys looked very grave, and Squeaky began to cry. Hush! my darling, said papa, there is nothing to cry about. Here I am, safe and sound. I tell you this, that you may know how dangerous it is to go abroad in the daytime; it is for your best good that we do not allow you to do so. This morning I crossed the yard in perfect safety, but just as I entered the orchard, I almost ran into the claws of that dreadful monster, the black cat. (Squeaky put both paws around her papas neck, and gave him a good squeeze, by way of expressing her sympathy. ) The cat glared at me . . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 106 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1853 Excerpt: . . . daresay it was something very different from what I want to say now. Perhaps so; but I remember perfectly your very words--words of wisdom they were. . . . . . You said that you had a sort of moral antipathy to the idea of cousins being anything to each other but cousins; that you would as soon think of marrying your grandmother, if you had one, as a cousin; and that you could almost hate our aunt for having cast. a shadow over the commencement of our intercourse by her absurd and most improper proposition! I talked a precious lot of nonsense that day, said Rupert, gravely. But after saying all this to me, continued Cyrilla, quite aware of the advantage she had over him, after saying all this, how could you expect me to. . . . . . to think of what you now propose Very true, said Rupert, still more gravely, I was, and am, a fool; that is evident. No, cried Cyrilla eagerly, and mistaking his quiet manner for resignation or indifference; no, you are my dear, kind cousin, Rupert; and, believe me, no cousin could like another better than I do you. Indeed! said Rupert, looking at her inquiringly; then I will wait until you have learned to like me better. You shall have weeks, months, a whole year if you require it! I promise to quiet the army, too. and live here. You like Freilands, dont you O, so much! answered Cyrilla; the six weeks that I have spent here have been the happiest of my whole life! And mine, too! said Rupert; and I do not see why we should not go on being happy, when there is nothing in the world to prevent it. If we could only live on just as we ha. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 54 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 Excerpt: . . . of this county seems to be prolific in heiresses. At this moment a really bright idea oc curred to Tom. Fisher, said he, why shouldnt you marry Mrs. Farnaby I dont know for certain, but I fancy that she has more money than Gertrude; she is--well, nearer your own age, she is decidedly handsome, and has an admirable temper. Do think of it. But Mr. Fisher made a gesture of dissent. I appreciate your generosity, he said. You might, no doubt, win this prize if you felt like it; but you are willing to stand aside in favour of a friend and put up with the younger lady. Theres nothing shabby about you. I shall have to get you to excuse me, though. Your plan is kind and thoughtful; but unluckily it isnt practicable. Why not asked Tom, passing his arm through Fishers in a friendly fashion; for by this time he had got over, or almost got over, all his animosity against the disturber of his peace. I should have thought it was eminently practicable. Mrs. Farnaby is rich I have only your word for that. My word is easily verified. And really she would be a gi-eat deal more likely to suit you than a girl like Gertrude. No use, my dear sir; I must respectfully decline the alliance. I have a good reason for declining; but you wouldnt understand it, so I wont confuse your mind by mentioning it to you. It is indeed probable enough that Tom would not have understood, or at any rate would not have believed in, the reason referred to, which was a strange one. It was neither more nor less than this--that Mr. Fisher had lost his elderly heart to Gertrude Heywood. CHAPTER XXV. Gertrudes Choice. T is a piece of great good fortune, and one which falls to the lot of but few, to desire intensely what your nearest relations desire on your behalf. As a general. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 104 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1897 Excerpt: . . . to be read, a trained attendant being required to enter up the log thoroughly. With regard to superheating in the compressor, that, as I have stated, does not take place to a very great extent, because the regulating valve can be so adjusted as to pass a certain amount more refrigerant than is absolutely required for refrigerating effect. Nevertheless, in the best regulated machines, a certain amount of superheating almost invariably takes place. With reference to Mr. Fernies remarks, taking his last point first, viz. , insulation, if the insulation was perfect there would be nothing for the refrigerating machine to do after the hold and its contents had been cooled to the required temperature. As it is, all the machine has to do is to pump out the heat that leaks in, and if the insulation was perfect the machine could stop, but of course that is not so, but it is a point we should be particular about, and I take it that felt is the best insulation for ships, and I have no doubt that it soon repays itself for the additional outlay. Now with regard to the carbonic anhydride machine, I have said in the paper it does not matter what refrigerant is used, whether it is vapour or air. That means to say that once a ship has started the work of a machine is not very great, so that consequently a carbonic anhydride machine may do its work well. I would not question that for a moment, but what is its value compared with ammonia above 88 F. ! With regard to the liquid passing to the compressor, a certain amount is passed, but too great an amount means that the attendant has not been looking after the machine. With regard to ammonia being unpleasant, that is so, of course, and in my opinion that is one of the chief features in its favour. You cannot tell when the carbon. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 60 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1826 Excerpt: . . . his splendid attire, and giving I audience to his subjects; or a spectacle of death, I to where a corpse is laid out on the bier attended I laudable one: considering the number of finelooking men among the Arabs, it is strange there should be such an almost universal plainness among the other sex in Egypt. TOMBS OF TiE. lv-19 fathers who had lived jai cti m. tts s. irrjA;. which seemed not to be rrucied en bv h nm tcrniinD footsteps, save when some chance trareia-should. went d0 direct his wavward step-there. A seif-darrsag: react-t altogether for this Httk ccmr-iT t forme W11 of fathers, who might trulr sar ther had nothing jeluke m to do with the pleasures of the world. thev Returning to Thebes, we set out eariv in the morning on a visit to the Tombs of the Kings ga, tne the keys. Having waited two hours, till he gluV and arrived, he soon set before us a couple of fowls, and some cakes of bread, spread on a mat in the ucalu Pen and as we had a fatiguing walk before us. . e gsfa The path was first across the sand, and then a nfin a contlnua and tedious ascent up the mountains, -oniai1 l aPProacned the place of the sepulchres. . . its ceB They are situated in a kind of amphitheatre I aodj, , formed by naked and pointed summits of the i call6 mountains: m the middle of this is a steep foufld , descent or chasm, and at. its bottom are the The, entrances of these abodes of the dead. Dc u. iria1-0 sending a flight of steps, the door of the largcM lie v. -v nan TOMBS OF THE KINGS. 171 by mourners: various animals also, as large as life, and a number of serpents, the different hues and folds of the body of which are beautifully iiLgp executed, in particular one of a large s. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 96 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1843 Excerpt: . . . so ready to redress, that you almost prevent their wishes, and always exceed their expectations; as if what was yours was not your own, and not given you to possess, but to bestow on wanting merit. But this is a topic which 1 must cast in shades, lest I offend your modesty, which is so far from being ostentatious of the good you do, that it blushes even to have it known; and therefore I must leave you to the satisfaction and testimony of your own conscience, which, though it be a silent panegyric, is yet the best. You are so easy of access, that Poplicola was not more, whose doors were opened on the outside to save the people even the common civility of asking entrance; where all were equally admitted; where nothing that was reasonable was denied; where misfortune was a powerful recommendation, and where 1 can scarce forbear saying that want itself was a powerful mediator, and was next to merit. The history of Peru assures us, that their Incas, above all their titles, esteemed that the highest, which called them Lovers of the Poor; a name more glorious than the Felix, Pius, and Augustus of the Roman Emperors; which were epithets of flattery, deserved by few of them, and not running in a blood like the perpetual gentleness and inherent goodness of the Ormond family. Gold, as it is the purest, so it is the softest and most ductile of all metals. Iron, which is the hardest, gathers rust, corrodes itself, and is therefore subject to corruption: it was never intended for coins and medals, or to bear the faces and inscriptions of the great. Indeed it is fit for armour, to bear off insults, and preserve the wearer in the day of battle; but the danger once repelled, it is laid aside by the brave, as a garment too rough for civil conversation: a necessary guard in w. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 64 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1886 Excerpt: . . . of the area above outlined, it takes but a superficial examination to detect the presence of two rocks, mineralogically altogether distinct, although they are everywhere so intimately associated as to be geologically inseparable. Both rocks are so heavy, dark, and massive as to be included under the local designation of niggerhead, but the purplish tinge of one is alone sufficient to distinguish it from the dark-green color of the other. A closer examination with the aid of a pocket lens discloses the fact that the purplish-black rock is composed of a glistening, striated feldspar and pyroxene, the latter constituent being almost always present in two readily distinguishable forms, diallage and hypersthene. The greenish-black rock, on the other hand, which is much the commoner 1A compact, massive rock, which, from its mode of occurrence or from a macroscopical examination, cannot be distinguished from the typical rock of the niggerhead area, is found in the gneiss, at a point near McDonogh, some distance north of Pikesville, and so outside of the limits above outlined (No. 180). It is interesting to note, however, that the microscope shows this rock to be altogether different from the other, having nothing, as regards either structure or mineralogical composition, in common with it. The McDonogh rock agrees in all respects with the normal Mesozoic diabase of the Atlantic border, with which, as we shall see, the Baltimore niggerhead has nothing to do. of the two, is made up of the same feldspar and a green hornblende with a satiny luster. On account of the purely granular structure of the first rock, as well as on account of the physical properties of its two pyroxenic components, it must, in accordance with the most ge. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 60 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1858 Excerpt: . . . of energy, industry, selfdenial, and order, and of truly religious principle. Such a governess, I believe, would be a real blessing; but 1 do decidedly think it far preferable to have a governess to draw forth the powers in general, and to have masters for excellence in any particular study. My reasons are these: --It is almost impossible to have a person excel in any one talent, say music, without a sacrifice of much time to that individual thing, which consequently assumes an undue importance. A young person ought not to sing like a public performer; but as one who shows in her degree of skill and want of skill that she has given the time needful to cheer the domestic circle, but that she has not sacrificed that which might win public plaudits. You will never have a very highly accomplished teacher who does not inspire her pupil with a false sense of the relation accomplishments bear to the general mental powers and character. Secondly. All great excellence in individual pursuit takes much time and labour. Now we have but a certain proportion of strength and energy, and it is far more important that the governess reserve her powers for mental and moral culture and good habits, and that the master who comes in should give his fresh untired powers to the pupil, who also is helped by the freshness of another. This practically is of much more importance than at first appears. In travelling the journey of life, the poor human post-horse must not the moment one stage is ended begin another, but lie by for a season, whilst fresh ones come on. Some rules I would enforce. For example, I would never allow time to be wasted on second-rate books. I would not read a great variety, but every author should be a standard one. Nothing is a greater w. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 90 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: . . . He dot, but it dislikes me. Exit. Iago. If I can fasten but one Cup upon him 50 With that which he hath drunke to night alreadie, Hel be as full of Quarrell, and offence As my yong Mistris dogge. Now my sicke Foole Rodorigo, Whom Love hath turnd almost the wrong side out, 24-5. prose-PopE. 25. to: of-gfi. 26-7. 1 l. -Qg. 28-9. 1 l. -gQ. 3. stopc: BtOUp-CAMBHDGE. 53-4. 1 1. --J2fi. To Desdemona hath to night Carrowsd. Potations, pottle-deepe; and hes to watch. Three else of Cyprus, Noble swelling Spirites, (That hold their Honours in a wary distance, The very Elements of this Warrelike Isle) 60 Have I to night flusterd with flowing Cups, And they Watch too. Now mongst this Flocke of drunkards Am I put to our Cassio in some Action That may offend the Isle. But here they come. Enter Cassio, Montano, and Gentlemen. Servants following with wine. If Consequence do but approve my dreame, My Boate sailes freely, both with winde and Streame. Cas. Fore heaven, they have given me a rowse1 already. Mon. Good-faith a litle one: not past a pint, as I am a Souldier. 1 bumper 71 Iago. Some Wine hoa. Sings And let me the Canna kin 2 clinke, clinhe: And let me the Cannakin clinhe. A Souldiersa man: Oh, mans lifes but a span, Why then let a Souldier drinke. Some Wine Boyes. 2 little can Cas. Fore Heaven: an excellent Song. Iago. I learnd it in England: where indeedthey are most potent in Potting. Your Dane, your Germaine, and your swag-bellyd Hollander, fdrinke hoa) are nothing to your English. 82 58. else: lads-QQ. 62-3. 1 l. -Qfi. 64. put 10: to put-Qg. 69. heaven: God-1g. 75. 2 rhymed 11. -capell. Oh, mans: out-gjj. 78. Heaven: God-1Q. Cassio. Is your Englishmen so exquisite in his drinking Iago. Why, he drinkes you with facillitie, your Dane dead drunke. He sweat. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 62 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1786 Excerpt: . . . guardian master Harrel! and wheres tother wheres old Don Puffabout If you mean Mr. Delvile, sir, I have not ve. t seen him. Thought so. No matter; as well not. Only tell you hes a German Duke, or a Spanish Don Ferdinand. Well youve me! poorly off else. A couplers ignoramussus! dont know when to buy isor when to sell. No doing business with either of them. We met oncq or twice; all to no purpose; only heard Don Vampus count his old Grandees; how will that get interest for money Then comes master Harrel----twenty bows to a word, --looks at a watch, --about as big as a sixpence, --poor raw ninny!--a couple of rare guardians! Well youve me, I say; mind that! Cecilia was wholly unable to devise any answer to these effusions of contempt and anger; and therefore his harrangue lasted without interruption, till he had exhausted G 3. aU all his subjects of complaint, and emptied his mind of ill-will; and then settling his-wig, he drew a chair near her, and twinkling his little black eyes in her sace, his rage subfided into the most perfect good humour; and after peering at her some time with a look of much approbation, he said, with an arch nod, Well, my duck, got ever a sweet-heart yet Cecilia laughed, and said No. Ah, little rogue, dont believe you! all a fib! better speak out: come, fit I should know; ant you my own ward to be sure almost of age, but not quite, so whats that to me She then, more seriously, assured him she had no intelligence of that sort to communicate. Well, when you have, tell, thats all. Warrant sparks enough hankering. Ill give you some advice. Take care of sharpers; dont trust shoe-buckles, nothing but Bristol stones! tricks in all things. A fine g. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub<

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RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 62 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1786 Excerpt: . . . guardian master Harrel! and wheres tother wheres old Don Puffabout If you mean Mr. Delvile, sir, I have not ve. t seen him. Thought so. No matter; as well not. Only tell you hes a German Duke, or a Spanish Don Ferdinand. Well youve me! poorly off else. A couplers ignoramussus! dont know when to buy isor when to sell. No doing business with either of them. We met oncq or twice; all to no purpose; only heard Don Vampus count his old Grandees; how will that get interest for money Then comes master Harrel----twenty bows to a word, --looks at a watch, --about as big as a sixpence, --poor raw ninny!--a couple of rare guardians! Well youve me, I say; mind that! Cecilia was wholly unable to devise any answer to these effusions of contempt and anger; and therefore his harrangue lasted without interruption, till he had exhausted G 3. aU all his subjects of complaint, and emptied his mind of ill-will; and then settling his-wig, he drew a chair near her, and twinkling his little black eyes in her sace, his rage subfided into the most perfect good humour; and after peering at her some time with a look of much approbation, he said, with an arch nod, Well, my duck, got ever a sweet-heart yet Cecilia laughed, and said No. Ah, little rogue, dont believe you! all a fib! better speak out: come, fit I should know; ant you my own ward to be sure almost of age, but not quite, so whats that to me She then, more seriously, assured him she had no intelligence of that sort to communicate. Well, when you have, tell, thats all. Warrant sparks enough hankering. Ill give you some advice. Take care of sharpers; dont trust shoe-buckles, nothing but Bristol stones! tricks in all things. A fine g. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub<