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His clothes were soiled and torn, his hair was on end, there was dust in his eyes, and dirt in his mouth. The fickle audience went wild. The dark horse had won, and public favor immediately swung in his direction.
In the centre of this I found a hole, out of which I picked the dirt with my dagger. Then, putting the end of my iron bar into it, I pulled, and the stone turned over on a hinge, leaving an opening half its size. Down this I thrust my arm, and found a chain of copper which hung down into a deep well below.
"I am afraid," she replied, tartly, "of nothing that man can devise. Be so good as to lend me your arm, Mr. Fraser." He charmed her by his deferential escort across the platform; he protected the rustling silk of her skirt from any possible fleck of dirt as she mounted to her place; he was solicitous, as a gentleman should be, concerning the dust cloth, and deft as a footman in arranging it.
For seven weeks she had been either in dirt, or close to dirt, save once, and then, following upon six days of excessive dirt, which she had ridden out under the shelter of the redoubtable Terra del Fuego coast, she had almost gone ashore during a heavy swell in the dead calm that had suddenly fallen.
Have you reflected on the 'high spirit' of the Irish people? Have you remembered their pride, their repugnance to the Saxon? And have you noticed the everlastingly outstretched hands which meet you at every corner? Beggary, lying, dirt, and laziness invariably accompany priestly rule, and are never seen in Ireland in conjunction with Protestantism? I wish somebody would explain this.
It is from the animal joy of mechanics or peasants in their cessations from labor, or from their celebration of festivals, that the artist will select his matter of composition; not from any circumstances of unjoyous poverty or loathsome distress. He must cull the flowers of life, not present the roots with the soil and dirt sticking to them.
Considering the fact that the rear room was a composite kitchen, laundry, dining-room, pantry, coal house and cellar, the glances with which Myrtella swept the chamber and its one occupant, might have been a trifle less severe. It was a glance in which her individual abhorrence of dirt combined with her racial disapproval of "in-laws."
His weight left my shoulders; there was a slight scramble, another shower of dirt, then the sound of his voice once more. "Lift up yer han's, Cap; dig in yer toes on ther stones, an' we'll begin our vi'ge." He grasped my wrists with a strength which I had no conception the little fellow possessed.
Here banks are few, people are dependent on them, and this news came out of the sea unheralded, an evil born with all its teeth. After the crash of a bursting shell every one who can picks himself up, brushes the dirt off his uniform, and tries to make a joke of it. Then some one whips a handkerchief round his hand a splinter has torn it and another finds warm streaks running down his forehead.
"What ails you?" asked the boy at length. "What makes you lie there?" The prostrate groveller struggled half-way up, exhibiting the bloated and filthy countenance of a drunkard. He made two or three efforts to get upon his feet, lost his balance, and tumbled forward upon his face. "What are you doing there?" inquired the boy. "I'm taking comfort," he muttered, with his mouth in the dirt.
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