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When they refer to the novel they have on the stocks, they refer to a novel they intend to write. It is yet in the ink-bottle. And there it remains all for the want of one good kick but perhaps it's just as well. Yet these friendly beings are very useful members of society.

Those with bad or insufficient addresses are called 'blind, which is a funny word to use in this sense; they are carried off to some men, who sit with ponderous books in front of them, and who work solemnly, hunting out names and addresses. Perhaps one address is so badly written that it looks to you and me just as if a beetle had fallen into an ink-bottle and walked over the paper.

The literary style of Rubens was Johnsonese all his life, and he made his meaning plain only by repetitions and many rhetorical flounderings. Like the average sixteen-year-old boy who sits himself down and takes his pen in hand, all his sprightliness of imagination vanished at sight of an ink-bottle.

For this Wood he pretended an excessive sorrow, and vowed that usquebaugh had been the cause of his death, indeed, in prison he partook of no other liquor, and drunk a bottle of it on the day before his death. As old Wood came to these words, he paused to give them utterance. "What! Max?" screamed Mrs. Hayes, letting her ink-bottle fall over her ledgers.

The proper mental and emotional atmosphere was now established. The secretary read the minutes of the last meeting, while the chairman surreptitiously poked the fire with a piece of wood from the lower works of a chair, and then the chairman, as he signed the minutes with a pen dipped in an excise ink-bottle that stood on the narrow mantelpiece, said in his dry voice

There's this week, and last week when the ink-bottle bust too soon and burnt Fusie's eyebrows, and the week before when you shot Aleck Dan, and it was the week before that you began, and that'll make it four." "How much?" asked Hughie, desperately, resolved to know the worst. Foxy had been preparing for this.

Any one possessed of a nimble brain, a quire of paper, a steel-pen and ink-bottle, can start business. Any one who chooses may enter the lists, and no questions are asked concerning his antecedents. The battle is won by sheer strength of brain.

For that's what you believe. And that's what makes life so hard and bitter and gloomy to you. I know! I carried Calvinism around within me once: it was like an uncorked ink-bottle in a rolling snowball: the farther you go, the blacker you get!

She went into the living-room. When she came back she had an ink-bottle, a pen and a sheet of note-paper in her hands. "What's them things for?" demanded Mr. Kenelm. "I'll tell you pretty soon. Kenelm, you you asked me somethin' a while ago, didn't you?" Kenelm started. "Why why, Imogene," he stammered, "I I don't know's I know what you mean." "I guess you know, all right.

Hawthorne says in his Journal that most of Emerson's and Thoreau's farming was done leaning on the hoe-handles, while Alcott sat on the fence and explained the Whyness of the Wherefore. But we must remember that in Hawthorne's ink-bottle there was a goodly dash of tincture of iron. In his Journal of September First, Eighteen Hundred Forty-two, he writes: "Mr. Thoreau dined with us yesterday.

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