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Bowring's stories of the art of medicine as practised in the northern states of Mexico, where decoction of shirt is considered an invaluable specific when administered internally; and the recognised remedy for lumbago is to rub the patient with the drawers of a man named John. No doubt the latter treatment answers very well!
Then he raised his head, and his eyes met Mrs. Bowring's. For a few moments they looked at each other. Then his expression changed and softened, as it had when he had first met Clare, but Mrs. Bowring's face grew hard and pale. He did not sit down, but to his wife's surprise walked quietly all round the end of the table and up the other side to where Mrs. Bowring sat.
Bowring's identity that he stared at her in surprise. "I don't see why it's impossible," he said, "except that she has refused him once. That's nothing. The first time doesn't count." "He sha'n't!" said the fat lady, whose vivid colour had come back. "He'll make her miserable just as you no, I won't say that!
All my sentiments at that period ran in Greek senarii; and perhaps it would show how good and lofty boys were in that ancient time, though now they are only rude Solecists, if I were to set these verses down but, after much consideration, I find it wiser to keep them in. George Bowring's father had some appointment well up in the Treasury.
And then I knew that I had been holding converse, face to face, with Death; and icy fear shpok me, and I strove in vain to hide my eyes from everything. And when I awoke in the morning there was a gray trunk of an alder tree, just George Bowring's height and size, on the other side of the water, so that I could have no doubt that himself had been there.
At eighty-two he was still, as he put it, 'codifying like any dragon. On 18th May 1832 he did his last bit of his lifelong labour, upon the 'Constitutional Code. The great reform agitation was reaching the land of promise, but Bentham was to die in the wilderness. He sank without a struggle on 6th June 1832, his head resting on Bowring's bosom.
Bowring's first acts was to write a letter to the viceroy expressing a desire for an interview, with the object of suggesting a settlement of pending difficulties; but the viceroy made his excuses.
Life had given them an acquired strength, but not of the lovely kind, and the complexion was faded, and the hair had darkened, and the eyes had paled. Some faces are beautified by suffering. Mrs. Bowring's face was not of that class.
Ibid. x. 329. Ibid. x. 366. Ibid. x. 346. Ibid. x. 381. See his letter to Lansdowne, sending a portrait to Jeremy. Works, x. 224. Works, xi. 81. Ibid. x. 226. Works, x. 260. It is doubtful whether the letter was sent. The Panopticon story is confusedly told in Bowring's life.
My father and I had several conferences with Bowring on the subject. We were willing to do our utmost for maintaining the Review as an organ of our opinions, but not under Bowring's editorship: while the impossibility of its any longer supporting a paid editor, afforded a ground on which, without affront to him, we could propose to dispense with his services.
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