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John Morley speaks somewhere of "that affectation of culture with which the great Goethe infected part of the world". Let it not be forgotten, however, in our latter-day contempt of culture, that the Weimar poets were great workers, and also, in their way, great fighters.

In falling she struck her head against the andirons on the hearth and lay quite, quite still while a stream of blood from a cut behind the left ear mingled with the ashes and turned them dark and moist. It seemed hours that Morley looked and looked before he could master himself and move toward the woman upon the floor.

Roger Morley, to whom I had given an order to act as store-keeper, with the approbation of Governor Phillip. The wind blew strong from the east-south-east; and on the 16th, we had strong gales from the north-east, with almost constant heavy rain. The Sirius and Supply were seen from Mount Pitt, some distance at sea, in the south-east quarter.

Morley, who was warming his hands over the fire, looked round eagerly, and his eyes flashed. "I thought there was something in that reference. You remember the letter, Steel?" "Yes. And I showed it to Mrs. Parry." "To that meddlesome old woman. Why?" "It's too long a matter to go into. But it was just as well I did. She gave me this little ornament."

Mechanically she smoothed and refolded the letter mechanically, with slow, lingering hands then she extended it to her friend, smiling. "Nay, will you not keep it yourself?" said Mrs. Morley.

"Aunt" Martha Spindler, the elderly cook before alluded to, who was inclined to regard the gilded splendors of the house as indicative of dangerous immorality; in restraining "Cousin" Morley Hewlett from considering the dining-room buffet as a bar for "intermittent refreshment;" and in keeping the weak-minded nephew, Phinney Spindler, from shooting at bottles from the veranda, wearing his uncle's clothes, or running up an account in his uncle's name for various articles at the general stores.

What tricks Fate plays us to be sure!" "Poor girl!" sighed Giles; "how often have we discussed the prospect of her being an heiress! I always told her that I had enough for both, but she hankered after having money in her own right." "Look at the papers," said Morley, handing them to the young man, "and you will see that Powell died over four months ago in Sydney.

Lyddell's library, where no one can get at them." "Does not Miss Lyddell enter into these things?" "O yes, Caroline does, a great deal more than Miss Morley; but I don't know I never can get on with Caroline ."

Inquiring further, I found that it was the Clapham family, and another that was called Morley, that were so buried; and then it occurred to me that this was the vault Wordsworth refers to in one of his poems, the burial-place of the Claphams and Mauleverers, whose skeletons, for aught I know, were even then standing upright under our feet. It is but a narrow place, perhaps a square of ten feet.

John Morley says, "There is nothing worse than mettle in a blind horse." So one might say there is nothing worse than sincerity in a superstitious person. Benvenuto Cellini is the true type of a literary and artistic Bad Man. Had he lived in Colorado in Eighteen Hundred Seventy, the Vigilance Committee would have used him to start a graveyard.