...n from the dish in the centre of the table, “I say! what do you call this, Mary?” “Bread and butter, Master Sam,” replied rather pettishly the maid wh... ... tea; but the boys at the bottom of the table nei- ther heard nor heeded. “Mary, Mary, quite contrary,” was Sam’s cry, in so funny a voice, that Miss ... ...han tried to find out in a sidelong way.” Henry looked a little surly; and Elizabeth, a nice-looking girl, who sat next to him and was nearest in age,... ...she said, “I don’t believe Hal meant it.” “I don’t care!” said Sam. “Come, Mary, this plate is done— more bread and butter; d’ye hear? not bread and g... ...ad; Thick bread and thin butter, Is only fit for the ducks in the gutter.” Elizabeth looked appealingly at Miss Fosbrook; but Miss Fosbrook was leanin... ...fits of laughing, seeing which, the children bawled louder and louder; and Elizabeth only abstained from stopping her ears because she knew that was t... ...d which there rose again a beautiful green field, crowned above by a thick wood, end- ing at the top in some scraggy pine-trees, with scanty dark foli... ...ing worse. The church looked pretty outside, with the old weather- boarded wooden belfry rising above the tiled roof and west- ern gable; and it was n... ...ut not pretty within, the walls all done over with pale buff wash, and the wood-work very clumsy. Sam and Susan behaved well and attentively; but Bess...

... 6 Henrietta’s Wish “Yes, but he never recovered his senses: he just said ‘Mary,’ once or twice, and only lived to the middle of the night!” “Terrible... ...ffrey’s writing, and Henrietta read eagerly: 22 Henrietta’s Wish “My Dear Mary,—I would not write till I could give you some positive information abo... ...e ripple of the advanc- ing waves, the glorious sea itself, the walks, the woods, streams, and rocks, which she now believed, as mamma and Uncle Geoff... ... come, mamma! I am so sure that grandmamma in her kindness will tease Aunt Mary to death. You are the only person who can guard her without affronting... ...ished they had reached a gate leading into a long drive through dark beech woods. “This is the beautiful wood of which I have often told you, Henriett... ...hich I have often told you, Henrietta,” said Mrs. Frederick Langford. “The wood with glades like cathedral aisles,” said Henrietta. “O, how delightful... ...e boys take the fruit; but between tarts and pud- dings and desserts, poor Elizabeth can never make any preserves.” “But,” objected Queen Bee, “if one... ...turning to his mother, “Didn’t I hear you say you had something to send to Elizabeth, ma’am?” “Only some currant jelly for little Tom; but if—” “O gr... ...es, I know I am very foolish,” said she, trying to smile. “I shall send up Elizabeth to talk to you,” said Uncle Roger. “She would have a pretty life ...

... canvas cassock over his leathern coat, and stout leath- ern leggings over wooden shoes. Twilight was fast coming on; only a gleam of purple light res... ...re, and after placing the girl in a corner of the settle, she filled three wooden bowls, two of which she placed before Hal and the shepherd, mak- ing... ...eply from her worn-out guest, she took her in her arms, and fed her from a wooden spoon. Though without clear wak- ing, mouthfuls were swallowed down,... ...ing but a vehe- ment taste for hawk, horse, and hound. The recluses of St. Mary, York, after being heartily scandalised by her habits, were far from s... ...was reported to have never forgiven King Edward for his marriage with Dame Elizabeth Grey, and to be meditating insurrection. Encouraged by this there...

...were dispersed among the rocks, there lay a young lad on his back, in a stout canvas cassock over his leathern coat, and stout leathern leggings over wooden shoes. Twilight was fast coming on; only a gleam of purple light rested on the top of the eastern hills, but was gradually fading away, though the sky to the westward still preserved a little pale golden light by the h...

...leridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands By Charlotte Mary Yonge A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Publication Life of Joh... ...leridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands By Charlotte Mary Yonge PREF PREF PREF PREF PREFA A A A ACE CE CE CE CE THERE ARE OF COU... ...Many others I must thank for kindly sup- plying me with letters. Charlotte Mary Yonge. Elderfield, September 19, 1873. 6 Life of John Coleridge Patte... ...as a special pleader, and on February 23, 1818, was married to his cousin, Elizabeth Lee, after a long engagement. The next year, 1819, he was called ... ...cuit. On April 3, 1820, Mrs. Patteson died, leav- ing one daughter, Joanna Elizabeth. Four years later, on April 22, 1824, Mr. Patteson married France... ...town of booths, tents, &c., is erected, and where shooting at targets with wooden darts, sham railway- trains and riding-horses, confectionery of ever... ...and physical science. A great pole, nearly 80 feet high, is erected with a wooden bird, about the size of a turkey, at the top; to hit this with a cro... ...d isolated Spanish explor- ing expeditions; but of late whalers and sandal wood traders, both English and American, had been finding their way among t... ....” ‘Wednesday.—Aroa and Matlavo. ‘Henry Tagalana and Joanna and their baby Elizabeth, William Pasvorang and Lydia, and six others, all baptized, and f...

... the service, the old woman who acted as her nurse came stumping up in her wooden clogs to set the chamber and bed in order for Lady Whitburn’s visit.... ...CE sat in the infirmary, diligently picking the leaves off a large mass of wood-sorrel which had been brought to her by the children around, to make t... ...lder gave a little scream at the sight and ran away. The other hung back. “Mary, come hither,” said Sister 29 Charlotte M. Young Avice. “This is Gris... ..., who hath suffered so much. Wilt thou not come and kiss and welcome her?” Mary came forward rather reluctantly, but Grisell drew up her head within, ... ...upied the centre, covered with home-spun napery, on which stood trenchers, wooden bowls, pewter and a few silver cups, and several large pitchers of a... ...de the girl look up for a moment, the next she cried, “O don’t—don’t! Holy Mary, forbid the spell!” “I have no spells, my poor maid; indeed I am only ... ...oduce in the pattern she wished, which was to be of roses in honour of St. Elizabeth of Hun- gary, whom the Peninsular Isabels reckoned as their name-...

...avour with the Marshal Duke of Berwick. In 1719, just when the ambition of Elizabeth Farnese, the second wife of Philip V . of Spain, had involved tha... ...p V . of Spain, the Prince for whose cause Berwick had fought. This Queen, Elizabeth Farnese, wanted rank and dominion for her own son; moreover, Phil... ... Ulysse had collected his toys, and was pleading earnestly that a headless wooden horse and a kite, twice as tall as himself, of Lanty’s manufacture, ... ... of woolly lambs. Estelle winked away a tear when her doll was rejected, a wooden, highly painted lady, bedizened in brocade, and so dear to her soul ... ... across a plank without his hand, was sure she heard wolves howling in the woods, and that every peasant was ‘ce barbare;’ while Babette, who in conju...

...urn to them for help without finding it. Scott is much given to the use of Elizabethan words and constructions, and I have quoted many “ parallelisms ... ... cavern, cliff, and linn, And silence settled, wide and still, On the lone wood and mighty hill. IV . Less loud the sounds of sylvan war Disturbed the... ... channels made. The shaggy mounds no longer stood, Emerging from entangled wood, But, wave-encircled, seemed to float, Like castle girdled with its mo... ...fly. And, trust, while in such guise she stood, Like fabled Goddess of the wood, That if a father’s partial thought O’erweighed her worth and beauty a... ...hat morning-tide Had sought the chapel of Saint Bride. Her troth T ombea’s Mary gave T o Norman, heir of Armandave, And, issuing from the Gothic arch,... ...-fought field returning, With war’s red honors on his crest, T o clasp his Mary to his breast. Stung by such thoughts, o’er bank and brae, Like fire f... ...r my head, My lullaby the warder’s tread, Far, far, from love and thee, Mary; To- morrow eve, more stilly laid, My couch may be my bloody plaid, My... ...al meal to part and share, Had found a bloody sheath.” 142. Turned him. In Elizabethan, and still more in earlier English, personal pronouns were ofte... ... 56. As from. As if from. Cf. 64 and 83 below. This ellipsis was common in Elizabethan English. Cf. Shakespeare, Macb. ii. 2. 28: “One cried ‘God bles...

.......................................................................... 55 Mary McNeely ................................................................. .......................................................................... 94 Elizabeth Childers ........................................................... ...ith me, how many In the old orchards along the way to Siever’s, And in the woods that overlook The quiet water? 25 Edgar Lee Masters Doc Hill I WENT ... ...fever left my heart diseased. Y et I lie here Soothed by a secret none but Mary knows: There is a garden of acacia, Catalpa trees, and arbors sweet wi... ...lpa trees, and arbors sweet with vines— There on that afternoon in June By Mary’s side— Kissing her with my soul upon my lips It suddenly took flight.... ...urage, constancy, heroism, failure— All in the loom, and oh what patterns! Woodlands, meadows, streams and rivers— Blind to all of it all my life long... ... bush In a forgotten place near the fence Where the thickets from Siever’s woods Have crept over, growing sparsely. And you, you are a leader in New Y... ...d wine! Repent, ye living ones, and rest with Jesus. 95 Edgar Lee Masters Elizabeth Childers DUST of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who die...

...d his guitar in her chamber, and they played Rizzio 5 George Meredith and Mary together. “For I am not the first who found The name of... ...ary together. “For I am not the first who found The name of Mary fatal!” says a subsequent sentimental alliterative love-poem of Diaper... ...re?” he said. “Anywhere you like,” replied Ripton. “A little more into the wood, I think. We may be inter- rupted.” And Richard led the way with a cou... ...hat somewhat chilled Ripton’s ardour for the contest. On the skirts of the wood, Richard threw off his jacket and waist- coat, and, quite collected, w... ...ns shoul- dered, and off they trotted in concert through the depths of the wood, not stopping till that and half-a-dozen fields and a larch plantation... ...r turn to bow for herself. Further behind the scenes we observe Rizzio and Mary 72 Ordeal of Richard Feverel grown older, much disenchanted: she disc... ... check him in his course, had they that signal courage. For instance, Mrs. Elizabeth Berry, a ripe and 192 Ordeal of Richard Feverel wholesome landla...

...Gopher Prairie. He does all our insurance-examining up in that neck of the woods, and they do say he’s some doctor!” As she edged toward the stranger ... ...the state capitol. The river road led past rocky field slopes, deep glens, woods flamboyant now with September, to Mendota, white walls and a spire am... ...ome here eighty years ago—Maine lumbermen, York traders, soldiers from the Maryland hills. “It’s a good country, and I’m proud of it. Let’s make it al... ...n leafy shadows. But she ex- claimed over the lakes: dark water reflecting wooded bluffs, a flight of ducks, a fisherman in shirt sleeves and a wide s... ...tent medicine advertisement painted on its roof. Ye Art Shoppe, Prop. Mrs. Mary Ellen Wilks, Christian Science Library open daily free. A touching fum... ... five the entire town was as flat as Babylon. Erect in a black William and Mary chair against gray and speckly-brown volumes of sermons and Biblical c... ...I It was at a supper of the Jolly Seventeen in August that Carol heard of “Elizabeth,” from Mrs. Dave Dyer. Carol was fond of Maud Dyer, because she h... ...heard about this young fellow that’s just come to town that the boys call `Elizabeth’? He’s working in Nat Hicks’s tailor shop. I bet he doesn’t make ... ...he’s the most awful mollycoddle—looks just like a girl. The boys call him `Elizabeth,’ and they stop him and ask about the books he lets on to have re...

... W ASHINGTON, November 2, 1863. His EXCELLENCY A. W. BRADFORD, Governor of Maryland. SIR:—Y ours of the 31st ult. was received yesterday about noon, ... ...any person offering to vote being put to any test not found in the laws of Maryland. This brings us to a difference between Missouri and Maryland. W... ...ided a test for the voter with refer- ence to the present rebellion, while Maryland has not. For example, General Trimble, captured fighting us at Ge... ...ed alive to individual planks—then man and plank were cobbled up like cord wood and burned. The white officers were shot. D.W .] TO CALVIN TRUESDA... ...hannock, Cherrystone, Y orktown, and Pe- tersburg, in Virginia; of Camden (Elizabeth City), Edenton, Plymouth, W ashington, Newbern, Ocracoke, and Wil...

...a canopy with yellow silk curtains, surmounted by a gilded crown of carved wood. Between the curtains was a man’s face, clean-shaven, pale, with disor... ...as given us a pleasant picture of himself as a child stealing out into the woods to build himself a little altar. Such minds as these, settled as it w... ...the time of his incumbency of the church of the Holy Innocents, St. John’s Wood, and of his career as the bishop suffragan of Pinner, he had never fal... ... elopements in it—and all sorts of things. She’s had it typed. You’d think Mary Crosshampton would know bet- ter than to let her daughter go flourishi... ...e sold, for it doubled the sin of Nicaea and gave itself over to Henry and Elizabeth while it shammed a dispute about the sacraments. No one cared rea... ...as also the teaching of Christ. But now I will only remind you that it was Mary who went to her lord simply, who was commended, and not Martha who tro... ...s commended, and not Martha who troubled about many things. Learn from the Mary of Faith and not from these Marthas of the Creeds. Let us abandon the ...

...and dirty, especially in the part where Tom Canty lived, which was not far from London Bridge. The houses were of wood, with the second story projecti... ... sort. And Nan and Bet are like to her in this.” “How old be these?” “Fifteen, an’ it please you, sir.” “The Lady Elizabeth, my sister, is fourteen, a... ...en, and the Lady Jane Grey, my cousin, is of mine own age, and comely and gracious withal; but my sister the Lady Mary, with her gloomy mien and—Look ... ...ek is 15 The Prince and the Pauper harder; but neither these nor any tongues else, I think, are hard to the Lady Elizabeth and my cousin. Thou should... ...to confess it had indeed escaped me,” said Tom, in a hesitating voice; and blushed again. At this moment the Lady Elizabeth and the Lady Jane Grey wer... ...own countenance that he had known for sixty years, and held it was another’s; nay, even claimed he was the son of Mary Magdalene, and that his head wa... ...troke that had fallen upon the royal house; and at the end of the visit his ‘elder sister’—afterwards the ‘Bloody Mary’ of history—chilled him with a ... ...Hendon—he must lose no more time in Southwark, but move at once through Kent, toward Monk’s Holm, search- ing the wood and inquiring as he went. Let u... ...inso- lence; he would stop where he was. The youth said— “Thou’lt tarry here, and thy friend lying wounded in the wood yonder? So be it, then.” The Ki...

...is domestic’s mind than the re- spected reader, and I suspect what John or Mary, whose wages we pay, think of ourselves. What our servants think of us... ...either: but sate looking before her, over the homely landscape towards the woods in the distance, by which George marched away. Mr. Osborne, Mr. Osbor... ... plums’ cab drove up to Fulham, and he descended from it, bring- ing out a wooden horse, a drum, a trumpet, and other warlike toys, for little Georgy,... ...e it until he had rid himself of his cargo of toys. “Go downstairs, little Mary,” said he presently to the child, “I want to speak to Mrs. Osborne.” S... ... a numer- 120 V anity Fair – V olume Two ous family of foster-brothers in wooden shoes. His father would ride over many a time to see him here, and t... ...ot turn out—I say had she been Mrs. Mango herself, or her son’s wife, Lady Mary Mango (daughter of the Earl of Castlemouldy, who condescended to marry... ...ing her own name as Lady Crawley, Lady Betsy Horrocks, 157 Thackeray Lady Elizabeth Crawley, &c. Though the good people of the Parsonage never went t... ...rom imme- morial time. Their heads have fallen in many a loyal conspiracy. Elizabeth chopped off the head of the Arthur of her day, who had been Chamb... ... the time of the Armada, as by the fines and confiscations levied on it by Elizabeth for harbouring of priests, obstinate recusancy, and popish misdoi...

...h delight in field sports, reminiscences of prowlings and trappings in the woods, gropings along water-banks, enjoyment of racy gos- sip. He spoke wra... ... forward with a girl’s pleasure to the perusal of them in manuscript, in a woody nook, in a fervour of partizanship, easily avoiding sight of errors, ... ...n of flame darts the seeming haphazard zigzags to catch at the dry of dead wood amid the damp; and when passion has become quiescent in the ad- mirer,... ...look foredoomed to an early close? Her imagination called up a portrait of Elizabeth’s Earl of Essex to set beside him; and without thinking that the ... ...head the list, we think we shall make a good subscription. Names:— ‘Martha Mary Coop, mother. ‘Robert Coop. ‘Jane Coop, the girl, aged six. ‘If we are...

...e dull mutter of the bass viols, the liquid gurgling of the flageolets and wood-wind instruments, now and then pierced by the strident chirps and crie... ...rardy made vigorous signals to Page, exclaiming in a hoarse whisper: “Lady Mary, ready. In a minute you come on. Remem- ber the cue.” Meanwhile Marion... ... said—” “Go on, go on, go on! Is it God-possible to be thus stu- pid? Lady Mary, ready.” “‘See, the clambering roses have wrapped the old stones in a ... ...loving embrace. The birds build in the same old nests—’” “Well, well, Lady Mary, where are you? You enter from the porch.” “I’m waiting for my cue,” p... ...ripped of straw and manure, bloomed again, and at length the great cotton- woods shed their berries, like clusters of tiny grapes, over street and sid... ...icated a large “Bougereau” that represented a group of nymphs bathing in a wood- 156 The Pit land pool. “H’m!” said the broker, “you wouldn’t want so... ...adwin prevail upon her to accompany him. And then what preparations! Queen Elizabeth approaching her barge was attended with no less solicitude. MacKe...

...y. The song began,— “Come to the greenwood tree,* Come where the dark woods be, Dearest, O come with me! Let us rove— O my love—O my love! O my-y... ...wo amorous caryatides kept guard as the song continued:— “Dark is the wood, and wide, Dangers, they say, betide; But, at my Albert’s side, Nought... ... whatever the latter do. Let John be dull, ugly, vulgar, and a humbug, his Mary Ann never finds it out; let him tell his stories ever so many times, t... ... Madame Dolores de Tras- os-Montes who inhabited the cottage in St. John’s Wood now. But if some little errors of this kind might be attributable to t... ...r her face, which she thrust in at the door. “Let them sup in the nursery, Elizabeth, and send—ah! Edwards to me.” “Is it cook you mane, ma’am?” said ...

...rt of cadence— ‘I have found out a gift for my fur, I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; 4 Dynevor Terrace Vol 1 But let me the plunder forbear... ...d, ‘Have you heard from Peru?’ ‘Not by this mail. Have you?’ ‘Yes, I have. Mary is coming home.’ 11 Yo n g e ‘Mary!’ she cried, almost springing up—’... ... her daughter come home in the Libra. I expect them in February.’ ‘My poor Mary! But she will get better away from him. I trust he is not coming!’ ‘No... ...m. I trust he is not coming!’ ‘Not he,’ said Lord Ormersfield. ‘Dear, dear Mary! I had scarcely dared to hope to see her again,’ cried the old lady, w... ...tharine b. 1827 d. 1832 4. Oliver b. 1829 d. 1832 5. Clara b. 1831 2. Elizabeth, m. Jocelyn, 3rd Earl f Ormersfield b. 1772 b. 1760 d. 1... ... was on her way home, through the park, along a path skirting the top of a wooded ravine, a dashing rivulet making a pleasant murmur among the rocks b... ... I was weighing it as I came up—a simple stone, or a rustic performance in wood?’ ‘I should like stone,’ said Mary, amused by his eagerness. ‘ A rough... ...f conjuring up phantoms—’ ‘What are you talking of? Did you not see her?’ ‘Elizabeth Barrett. Was she there?’ ‘Is that her name? Do you know her?’ ‘I ...

...t she often did it in their domestic relations; and she did it now. ‘Well, Mary Anne?’ said Miss Peecher. ‘If you please, ma’am, Hexam said they were ... ...turned Miss Peecher: ‘because Mr Headstone can have no business with her.’ Mary Anne again hailed. ‘Well, Mary Anne?’ ‘If you please, ma’am, perhaps i... ...’ said Miss Peecher. ‘I didn’t think of that. Not that it matters at all.’ Mary Anne again hailed. ‘Well, Mary Anne?’ ‘They say she’s very handsome.’ ... ...ng together with a camel’s-hair brush certain pieces of cardboard and thin wood, previously cut into various shapes. The scissors and knives upon the ... ...spected friend upon my left, and, walking with him through the an- cestral woods of his family, and under the spreading beeches of Snigsworthy Park, a... ...e more what a good ‘un he was for the part. 69 Charles Dickens Some final wooden steps conducted them, stooping under a low penthouse roof, to the ho... ...the building from which I have so often seen those great crea- tures, Miss Elizabeth, Master George, Aunt Jane, and Uncle Parker’—whose very names wer... ...here was an orphan ready to your hand who had given up in your cause, Miss Elizabeth, Master George, Aunt Jane, and Uncle Parker? Mr Wegg chuckled, co... ...s and her godmothers, and said: ‘I mean of what name is it a corruption?’ ‘Elizabeth, or Eliza, Miss Peecher.’ ‘Right, Mary Anne. Whether there were a...

...ild’s eldest sister bought a necklace—common necklace, made of large black wooden beads. Child being fond of toys, cribbed the necklace, hid it, playe... ...odded approvingly, and Sam resumed. ‘“So I take the privilidge of the day, Mary, my dear—as The Pickwick Papers 50 the gen’l’m’n in difficulties did,... ...ikeness was took by the profeel macheen (wich p’raps you may have heerd on Mary my dear) altho it does finish a portrait and put the frame and glass ... ...am, reading on very quickly, to avoid contesting the point— ‘“Except of me Mary my dear as your walentine and think over what I’ve said.—My dear Mary ... ..., till such time as they considered it expedient to leave off; and a large wooden money box was conspicuously placed upon the green baize cloth of the... ...ent of this gentleman’s name was received with breathless interest). Has a wooden leg; finds a wooden leg expensive, going over the stones; used to we... ...n, Mr. Serjeant Buzfuz sat down, and Mr. Justice Stareleigh woke up. ‘Call Elizabeth Cluppins,’ said Serjeant Buzfuz, rising a minute afterwards, with... ...ing a minute afterwards, with renewed vigour. The nearest usher called for Elizabeth Tuppins; another one, at a little distance off, demanded Elizabet... ...nd a third rushed in a breathless state into King Street, and screamed for Elizabeth Muffins till he was hoarse. Meanwhile Mrs. Cluppins, with the com...