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He still talked about books with a delicate appreciation. Philip was not yet tolerant, and sometimes Hayward's conversation irritated him. He no longer believed implicitly that nothing in the world was of consequence but art. He resented Hayward's contempt for action and success.

I hope the pretty little girl my people saw with her will pay her more tender attention. Three days later she wrote: 'Johnson's Diary is selling rapidly, though the contents are bien maigre, I must confess. Mr. Duppa has politely suppressed some sarcastic expressions about my family, the Cottons, whom we visited at Combermere, and at Lleweney. Hayward's Piozzi, ii. 176-9. Mr.

To Hayward Jim's face seemed to prevail, as that star, among all the faces of humanity. Jim crept noiselessly toward a window, Hayward at his heels. The two could see the lighted interior plainly. "See poor Alma trying on her furs," whispered Jim, in a rapture. "See Amanda with her coat. They have found the money. See Joe heft the turkey." Suddenly he caught Hayward's arm, and the two crept away.

Hal looked into the angular face, which appeared to her as if it had been roughly hewn with a chisel, by some one who was a mere amateur, and she could not repress a little smile. "I don't think I've met you before. Are you are you a friend of Mr. Hayward's?" "Well, he's a friend of mine, if that will do as well.

What does that sixty-seven mean, opposite Hayward's name?" "He made sixty-seven runs, sir." "Sixty-seven! In one game?" "Yes, sir." "Why, Home-Run Baker couldn't do it!" "I am not familiar with Mr. Baker, sir." "I suppose you've never seen a ball-game?" "Ball-game, sir?" "A baseball game?" "Never, sir." "Then, Bill," said Mr.

Hayward had often suggested excursions, a visit to the play, or a bottle of wine, when Philip had come to the end of his month's money; and with the folly of his age he had been unwilling to confess he could not afford an extravagance. Luckily Hayward's letters came seldom, and in the intervals Philip settled down again to his industrious life.

Leo, I regret to say, has fallen under suspicion of a very great crime, nothing less than murder, a fowl crime it may well be called, for it is the slaughter of one of Mr. Hayward's hens. He has been seen to chase the hens, several times, and the other day one of them was found dead.

He cordially disliked "The Times" newspaper, alleging instances of the unfairness with which its columns had been used to spite and injure persons who had offended it, chuckling over Hayward's compact anathema, "'The Times, which as usual of late supplied its lack of argument and proof by assumption, misrepresentation, and personality."

That was Benjamin Colmacher "Benny" for short that was the master I want to tell you about. I was out of a job at the time, and had picked up an endorsement at Hayward's Heath and left a matter of six pounds there for the justices to get busy with. Time is money, they say, and I have found it to be so ... generally five pounds and costs, though more if you take a quantity.

DUPPA. 'If Mr. Duppa, wrote Mrs. Piozzi, 'does not send me a copy of Johnson's Diary, he is as shabby as it seems our Doctor thought me, when I gave but a crown to the old clerk. The poor clerk had probably never seen a crown in his possession before. Things were very distant A.D. 1774 from what they are 1816. Hayward's Piozzi, ii. 178. Mrs.

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