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Rossiter Johnson
Issued under the auspices of the Author's press, 1908 - Fiction
 

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Page 457 - With all this sail, poor Yorick carried not one ounce of ballast; he was utterly unpractised in the world; and, at the age of twenty-six, knew just about as well how to steer his course in it, as a romping, unsuspicious girl of thirteen...
Page 466 - He shall be supported," said my uncle Toby. " He'll drop at last," said the corporal, " and what .will become of his boy? " " He shall not drop," said my uncle Toby, firmly. " A-well-a-day, do what we can for him," said Trim, maintaining his point,
Page 321 - Hark ye, brother, don't you see we make all possible speed? Go back, and tell those who sent you, that the wind has shifted since we weighed anchor, and that we are obliged to make very short trips in tacking, by reason of the narrowness of the channel, and that, as we lie within six points of the wind, they must make some allowance for variation and leeway.
Page 476 - I fancied I could distinguish an elevation of spirit different from that which is the cause or the effect of simple jollity in a word, I thought I beheld Religion mixing in the dance...
Page 235 - I paused, examining and analysing all the minutiae of causation, as exemplified in the change from life to death, and death to life, until from the midst of this darkness a sudden light broke in upon me...
Page 101 - but what security dost thou offer that thou wilt observe the truce?" "The word of a follower of the Prophet was never broken," answered the Emir. "It is thou, brave Nazarene, from whom I should demand security, did I not know that treason seldom dwells with courage." The Crusader felt that the confidence of the Moslem made him ashamed of his own doubts. "By the cross of my sword...
Page 298 - A pinch of salt, a dust of cayenne, then shut yo' eyes and mouth, and don't open them 'cept for a drop of good red wine. It is the salt marsh in the early mornin' that you are tastin', suh, — not molasses candy. You Nawtherners don't really treat a canvasback with any degree of respect. You ought never to come into his presence when he lies in state without takin' off yo' hats. That may be one reason why he skips over the Nawthern States when he takes his annual fall outin'.
Page 467 - Tis the pipe and tambourine,' said I — 'I never will argue a point with one of your family as long as I live;' so leaping off his back, and kicking off one boot into this ditch and t'other into that, 'I'll take a dance,
Page 467 - Just Disposer of our joys and sorrows, cried I, why could not a man sit down in the lap of content here, — and dance, and sing, and say his prayers, and go to Heaven with this nut-brown maid ? Capriciously did she bend her head on one side, and dance up insidious. — Then 'tis time to dance off...
Page 466 - The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in — and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropp'da tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.