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For the thrilling details of the dangerous undertaking one must refer to Hogg's own account, but it may here be noted that no sooner was the kitchen door closed on the men than they lost each other, and lost also all sense of direction; it was only by the sound of their voices that the little party succeeded in keeping in each other's neighbourhood.
I beg the pardon of Miss Jane Austen and Mrs. Gaskell while I mention Who's Who in Hogg's Hollow, and A Regiment of Two. Over these I rejoiced like a yokel with a pocketful of butterscotch and peanuts. The opportunities to laugh on a higher plane than this, to laugh like Olympians, are seldom given us in this world.
The two young men began a conversation, which turned upon the respective merits of German and Italian poetry, a subject they neither of them knew anything about. After dinner it was continued in Hogg's rooms, where Shelley soon led the talk to his favourite topic of science.
Low as learning had sunk in England in 1750, Hogg's Latin Paradisus amissus was just the book, which tutors of colleges who could teach Latin verses had often in their hands. Mr. Bowle, a tutor of Oriel College, Oxford, immediately recognised an old acquaintance in one or two of the interpolated lines.
Brandon's anger always dangerously uncontrolled rose until it seemed to have the whole of his body in his grasp, swaying it, ebbing and flowing with swift powerful current through his heart into his brain. Now he could only see the flushed, taunting face, the little eyes.... But Hogg's hour was not yet. He suddenly touched his cap, smiling. "Well, good evening, Archdeacon.
"She's got a head that's worth yours and mine put together, with Hogg's thrown in as a little makeweight." "And here's the White Swan," said Mr. Hogg, who had a hazy idea of a compliment, "and all of us as dry as a bone. Why not all go in and have a glass to shut folks' mouths?" "And cry quits," said the shoemaker. "And let bygones be bygones," said Mr. Hogg, taking the farmer's arm again. Mr.
"Sketches of Imposture, Deception, and Credulity," 1837, p. 300. See Phillips' "Pomarium Britannicum," 1821, p. 351. "Plant-lore of Shakespeare," 1878, p. 101. See Dr. Prior's "Popular Names of British Plants," p. 154. Hogg's "Vegetable Kingdom," p. 34. See Friend's "Flowers and Flower-lore," ii. 355. "Mystic Trees and Flowers," Fraser's Magazine, November 1870, p. 591.
This ticket belonged to a worthy seaman of Christiania, who was loudly cheered and who received with great dignity the congratulations lavished upon him. Another number, 823,752, won a prize of six thousand marks, and how great was Sylvius Hogg's delight when he learned from Joel that it belonged to the charming Siegfrid of Bamble. An incident that caused no little excitement followed.
Had he been born in France, one would have unhesitatingly pronounced him a Southerner. Sylvius Hogg's fortune had never exceeded a fair competence, for he had not entered into politics for the purpose of making money. Naturally unselfish, he never thought of himself, but continually of others; nor was he tormented by a thirst for fame.
It had at least the immediate effect now of showing his wife to him as part of himself, as some one, therefore, hurt as he was, smirched and soiled and abused as he, needing care and kindness as he had never known her to need it before. It was a new feeling for him, a new tenderness. He greeted and welcomed it as a relief after the horror of Hogg's presence. Poor Amy!
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