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It may have been brought to Europe by the Venetian merchants, who traded largely in the Levant and with the Moors in Northern Africa. Dictionary of Kashmírí Proverbs and Sayings. Explained and illustrated from the rich and interesting folk-lore of the Valley. By the Rev. J. Hinton Knowles. Bombay: 1885.
Knowles that 'Boswell was the best travelling companion in the world. Ante, iii. 294. Mr. "Generally liked as a good-natured jolly fellow," replied his lordship. "But was he respected?" "Well, I think he had about the proportion of respect that you might guess would be shown to a jolly fellow." His lordship thought there was more regard than respect. Hebrides, p. 40. See ante, ii. 103, 411.
"The boy is back, Knowles," he said. "Have you seen him?" "Yes," said I, "I have seen him, although we haven't met yet. I was surprised to find him here. When did he return?" "Only yesterday. His mother and I were surprised also. We hadn't expected him so soon. He's looking very fit, don't you think?" "Very."
To-night, for instance, how differently the surging crowd seemed to her from what it did to Knowles! She looked down on it from her high wood-steps with an eager interest, ready with her weak, timid laugh to answer every friendly call from below. She had no power to see them as types of great classes; they were just so many living people, whom she knew, and who, most of them, had been kind to her.
They've GOT to. Oh, they will. And they're very fond of of Frances." There seemed nothing more for me to say, nothing at that time, at any rate. I, too, rose. He shook my hand again. "You've been a trump to me, Knowles," he declared. "I appreciate it, you know; I do indeed. I'm jolly grateful." "You needn't be. It is all right. I I suppose I should wish you luck and happiness. I do.
Knowles affirmed having heard him laugh to himself in peals one day. Others had seen him walking about on deck at night. His little place, with the door ajar on a long hook, was always full of tobacco smoke. We spoke through the crack cheerfully, sometimes abusively, as we passed by, intent on our work. He fascinated us. He would never let doubt die. He overshadowed the ship.
'From every pore of him a perfume fell." R s the dramatist. We know Lamb to have known him later, from a mention in a letter to J.B. Dibdin. Appius was probably a slip of the pen for Virginius, who in Sheridan Knowles' drama that bears his name kills his daughter to protect her from Appius. G. thenceforward. Godwin did, however, write another play, "Faulkener," for which Lamb wrote the prologue.
I was never discharged; I declare that with a sort of negative pride; but when I announced to my second employer my intention of resigning he bore the shock with to say the least philosophic fortitude. "We shall miss you, Knowles," he observed. "Thank you, sir," said I. "I doubt if we ever have another bookkeeper just like you." I thanked him again, fighting down my blushes with heroic modesty.
"I'm no more squeamish than most, but you know I don't like any cussing so near Chuckie." "Look at this!" cried Gowan "Enough to make anybody cuss!" He thrust out the slip of paper close before his employer's eyes. Knowles took it and read it through with deliberate care. "Well?" he said. "It's a receipt from the postmaster to Ashton for those letters I sent over by him. What of it?"
Howth," he said, with a grave smile. Then his thin face grew hot again. "No, Dr. Knowles. Your scheme is but a sign of the mad age we live in. Since the thirteenth century, when the anarchic element sprang full-grown into the history of humanity, that history has been chaos. And this republic is the culmination of chaos." "Out of chaos came the new-born earth," suggested the Doctor.
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