Hunting machines, that would fly like balloons over a ten-foot wall--A candidate for the Circumnavigation Club, who has been four times round the world in his own, yacht--A point of bad taste to make a morning call by daylight--Dining at twelve P.M.--A spring-door with a self-acting knocker, which gives a treble knock, and is opened by a steam porter in livery--A chair mounting from the hall, through the ceiling, into the drawing room--Talking to a lady two miles off through a telescope, till one's fingers ache--A callisthenic academy for the children of pauper operatives--An automaton note-writer--A lady professing ignorance of Almack's, "a club where Swift and Johnson used to meet, but I don't profess to be an antiquarian"--"Love and Algebra," one of the common scientific novels thumbed by coal-heavers and orange-women, very well for the common people--Every thing is taught them now by means of scientific novels: such as "Geological Atoms, or the Adventures of a Dustman"--Doubted very much whether English wheat is fit for any thing but the brute creation--Dark times of the 19th century--Six-hourly and half-daily newspapers--"apropos, as the hackney-coachmen say"--Turkey, one of the southern provinces of Russia--His Majesty Jonathan III.
I learned during that same afternoon that Wright's pursuit of Early was feeble because of the constant and contrary orders he had been receiving from Washington, while I was cut off from immediate communication by reason of our cable across Chesapeake Bay being broken.
Quite early in the day twos and threes of subalterns, with here and there a company commander, dribbled across with a diffident wish to be shown round the guns, and round we went.
"--D. Webster, in Congress, 1846.
Consolidation of the gentry 4 Turkestan policy.
The members are to go to Europe, five or six countries, and look into conditions there, leisurely, of course, so as to formulate a piece of legislation that will solve the existing problems in this country.
Inventio, so often lazily mistranslated as "invention," is the art of exploring the material to discover all the arguments which may be brought to bear in support of a proposition and in refutation of the opposing arguments.
Line a well-buttered pudding-dish with slices of sponge-cake and cover with peach compote.
"I carried it around in my wallet, and then when I was in New Zealand I made the box out of Kauri wood."
It is a mistake to attempt to confound this art with painting."
l M. Paris, p. 157.
The prophecies concerning his appearance are sometimes of an equally supernatural kind as those of the Shiites, so that the period of his coming has passed more and more from the political sphere to which it originally belonged, into that of eschatology.
As for our portrait limners, their name is Legion, and that comprehensive name must go for all.
Nothing short of a military despotism could maintain the connection of such an island with a mother-country more than three thousand miles distant; and accordingly we find the captain-general of Cuba invested with unlimited power.
Out of her own states, her presence in Italy would be attended with unpleasant consequences to the powers that be, on account of the attachment borne to Napoleon by all classes of society; and it is on this account that on her last visit to Bologna she received an intimation from the papal authorities to quit the Roman territory in twenty-four hours.
Though if Jenks-Smith gets the Bluff Colony he's planned under way next spring, there'll soon be some riding and golfing men hereabouts that'll shake things up a bit,--bridge whist, poker, and perhaps red and black to help out in the between-seasons." (
From Wan your pattern you must draw, And all the States will own your law.
The train passes the telegraph poles at the rate of thirty miles an hour, say.
What remedy is that which leaves a false and pernicious policy--a policy in avowed war with the whole spirit of our civilization and in open hostility to our whole experiment as a government--in full working, almost a religious creed with near one-half of our people?