Aaron King, weary with the work of the past days, enduredwishing it was over.

The man on horseback, the automobile, some accident that might have befallen the girl in her distraught state of mindhe could find no place in the weary treadmill of conjecture to rest.

Again and again he aroused himself from the weary stupor that numbed his senses, and replenished the fire, or forced himself to pace to and fro upon the ledge.

GEORGE II, Augustus, not an, i. 209; barbarity, his, i. 147; challenged by Elwall, ii. 164, 251; clemency, his, i. 146; English weary of him, i. 363; fast day of Jan. 30, observed the, ii. 152, n. 1; George I's will, destroys, ii. 342; quarrels with Frederick the Great about it, iv.

IDLENESS, active sports not idleness, i. 48; hidden from oneself, i. 331, n. 1; miseries of it, i. 331; upon principle, iv. 9; why we are weary when idle, ii. 98.

It used to make me think of Mary Howitt's very pleasant poetry: "'Yes, in the poor man's garden grow Far more than herbs and flowers; Kind thoughts, contentment, peace of mind, And joy for weary hours.'

Isn't that a gain?" "Too weary to do anything else, I suppose.

But he was weary with a long day's labours, and somehow his eyes could summon no vision of the faces he was to see.

Though he had left the old life completely behind him, and had settled into the new with all the conviction and purpose he could summon, he was subject, especially when physically weary, as to-night, to a heaviness of heart which would not be mastered.

Hard eyes grew soft, weary faces brightened, despairing mouths set with new resolve, and when the hour ended there seemed a clearer atmosphere, a different spirit, in the crowded room, than that which earlier had pervaded it.

It was at Rome, in the year 102 B.C., that he learned how the Kymrians, weary of Spain, had recrossed the Pyrenees, rejoined their old comrades, and had at last resolved, in concert, to invade Italy; the Kymrians from the north, by way of Helvetia and Noricum, the Teutons and Ambrons from the south, by way of the maritime Alps.

In spite of this appearance of success and durability, absolute power failed to perform its task; and, weary of his burden and disgusted with the imperfection of his work, Diocletian abdicated A.D. 303.

Several of the Flemish towns which belonged to the Duke of Burgundy were weary of his wars and his violence, and showed an inclination to pass over to the sway of the King of France.

at his accession, that, when weary of living in apprehension and retirement he came, in 1463, and presented himself to the king, who was on his way to Bordeaux, "Ask you justice or mercy?" demanded Louis.

why weary we the Gods with playnts, As if some evill were to her betight?

After the bright, gay nights had come weary, vexing days.

CHAPTER XX THE SAMARITAN SKIPPER I clung to that heaven-sent bit of wreckage, exhausted and weary, until the light began to break in the east.

I wandered up and down and about Dundee till I was leg-weary, and it was nearly six o'clock of the afternoon.

"'Tis a cold greeting, Katherine, after these long, weary days of separation.

The effect of all this on an ardent and sensitive temperament can scarcely be conceived; and it is not to be wondered at that the once gay and luxurious Lorenzo Sforza, when emerging from this tremendous discipline, was so wholly lost in the worn and weary Padre Francesco that it seemed as if in fact he had died and another had stepped into his place.

He was weary of the childish quarrels and bickerings of the monks, of their puerility, of their selfishness and self-indulgence, of their hopeless vulgarity of mind, and utterly discouraged with their inextricable labyrinths of deception.

But the first time that the clear, sweet tones of Agnes rang ill his ears at the confessional, and her words, so full of unconscious poetry and repressed genius, came like a strain of sweet music through the grate, he felt at his heart a thrill to which it had long been a stranger, and which seemed to lift the weary, aching load from off his soul, as if some invisible angel had borne it up on his wings.

Both were, weary with the march; both wore the glory of many scalps.

I like to think thus, when I see a person ill, or in sorrow, or weighed down with weary griefs.

At last I grew very weary, and remember having lain down, and having thought that the stars were raining down upon me, so near did they seem,and one after one, constellation mingled with constellation, until I fancied a storm of stars was circling over my head.