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In the mean time the evening had come on, and the sun was descending as our friends were passing through one of the gloomiest woods in Sweden, and one in such ill-report that not long ago a writer speaking of it, said, "The forest shrouds memories as awful as itself, and monuments of murder stand by the wayside.
He had robbed, lied, extorted, tyrannized; he had earned scorn, ill-report, and hatred; nay, he had even diligently gone to work, and lost his own self-love and self-respect in the service of his darling idol.
The great estates to Klaus; the treasures of the sea Körg shall know, to-night!" And, with a hand-wave, the elf led the way over the rough cliffs, Körg mutely following. He paused at the base of a hillock, shaped like a horseshoe a spot which Körg knew well a place of rocks, reefs, and general ill-report. "The time is favorable," muttered the little man, "my children are hungry, to-night."
There you can live perfectly as you please; be alone, or see only me, till the quiet influence of calm days draw you into the innocent life of the family circle." "Ah, Petrea," returned Sara, "you are good but you cannot approach a person of ill-report and you do not know " "Hush! hush!" interrupted Petrea; "I know very well because I see and hear you again!
He had robbed, lied, extorted, tyrannized; he had earned scorn, ill-report, and hatred; nay, he had even diligently gone to work, and lost his own self-love and self-respect in the service of his darling idol.
Still patting the dog's head, his eyes gradually darkened and his brow became clouded. "Poor Spruce!" he murmured. "'Help him, if so be the lady is a hard one! Already in fear of her! I expect they have heard something some ill-report probably only too correctly founded.
Wo's me, I never knew real trouble till I had it! Look at me, and judge; what has made me live like a beast, sin like a heathen, and lie down here like a felon? what has made me curse Ben Burke kind, hearty, friendly Ben? and given my poor good boy an ill-report as having stolen and slain? all this crock of gold.
They never retaliated, never rebelled, never took up arms in their own defence, never even appealed to the arm of justice. When smitten on one cheek, they turned the other; and from ill-report they went to good report, till the King for very shame had to let them be. Well aware was he that brutal force could never stamp out spiritual life.
Wo's me, I never knew real trouble till I had it! Look at me, and judge; what has made me live like a beast, sin like a heathen, and lie down here like a felon? what has made me curse Ben Burke kind, hearty, friendly Ben? and given my poor good boy an ill-report as having stolen and slain? all this crock of gold.
In the playful intercourse of society, there is room for the virtue of Wit, a balance or mean between buffoonish excess, and the clownish dulness that can neither make nor enjoy a joke. It is more a feeling than a state, or settled habit. It is the fear of ill-report; and has the physical expression of fear under danger the blushing and the pallor.
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