(Should Mr. PUNCHINELLO object that this biographical sketch is desultory and "wandering," let him try, himself, to write the biography of a lady who is incessantly and frantically roaming from one end of the country to the other, and if he don't wander it will be a wonder.)

The sketch might have been a mere piece of domestic prettiness; but the handling of it was so strong and free that it became a significant, typical thing.

The prefatory anecdotes to Waverley are extremely interestingand the little autobiographic sketches are so many leaves from the life of the ingenious author.

The other sketches were dimmer and dimmer.

A still more modern instance of the kind is George Eliot's Impressions of Theophrastus Such, which derives its title from the Greek philosopher, Theophrastus, whose character-sketches were the original models of this kind of literature.

That the sketch was a portrait, though doubtless disguised to such an extent as rendered its introduction permissible, is very probable; and as it is beyond question one of the masterpieces of English fiction, a few lines may well be given to the point.

The finest pen-sketch of O'Connell is by Mitchel, who says, "besides superhuman and subterhuman passions, yet withal, a boundless fund of masterly affectation and consummate histrionism, hating and loving heartily, outrageous in his merriment and passionate in his lamentation, he had the power to make other men hate or love, laugh or weep, at his good pleasure.

The noble lady, fully aware that the sketch is an original, affects some doubt upon the subject, declines the intervention of a common craftsman, and declares her firm resolve to keep it, leaving an impression that she would gladly possess the crucifix if executed by the same hand which had supplied the masterly design.

These drawings here are mostly of airplane parts which he's picked up in various places and his sketches are mostly all rivers and bridges.

M. Renan's historical sketch of the first steps of the Christian movement is, whatever we may think of its completeness and soundness, a survey of characters and facts, based on our ordinary experience of the ways in which men act and are influenced.

A gentleman once wrote to me to entertain some friends of his, and, added he, 'I trust that your sketches are strictly comme il faut, as I have several young daughters.'

The most attractive sketches in the series are the Gipsy Girl and De Lawrence.

Mr. Froude's sketch of Caesar is the most interesting I have read, but advocates imperialism.

One of these professors, upon my complaining that these little sketches of mine were any thing but methodical, and that I was unable to make them otherwise, kindly offered to instruct me in the method by which young gentlemen in his seminary were taught to compose English themes.

In passing to Brussels he visited the field of Waterloo, and the slight sketch which he has given in the poem of that eventful conflict is still the finest which has yet been written on the subject.

" "Nay, then, if it must come to this," said Müller, "let the sketch be evidence, and let these ladies and gentlemen decide whether it is really the portrait of Monsieurand if they think it like?" Saying which, he held up the book, and displayed a head, sketched, it is true, with admirable spirit and cleverness, butthe head of an ass, with a thistle in its mouth!

Thereafter the character sketch became a literary form, as in Hall, Overbury, and Earle, instead of remaining merely a rhetorical exercise.[209]

These Cuban sketches are real stereographs, and Cuba stands before you as distinct and lifelike as words can make it.

Of finished work he left but little to the world; while his sketches and designs, the teeming thoughts of his creative brain, were an inestimable heritage.

A sketch of this rustic dwelling is a desideratum, as, in after days, it may be demolished to make way for modern improvement.

I think the sketch is an exaggeration, and that I hugged the saddle in better form than it indicates.

[Footnote 2: A convenient sketch of the primitive African régime is J.A. Tillinghast's The Negro in Africa and America,

I have often attempted to transcribe some of their notes upon the musical scale, but I am persuaded that such sketches can be only approximations to literal correctness.

Too frequently, there is "no story": a series of episodes however charmingly strung out is not a story; a sketch, however clever or humorous, is not a story; an essay, however wisely expounding a truth, is not a story.

The small finished sketch by Guido in our National Gallery is an Assumption and Coronation together: the Madonna is received into heaven as Regina Angelorum.