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Updated: May 4, 2025


In an article on The Ways of the Talmud, by Moses Löb Lilienblum, the prevailing Jewish religious observances were vehemently attacked. This was followed by another article from the pen of Gordon, Wisdom for Those Who Wander in Spirit, with suggestions for adapting religion to the needs of the times, and a still more powerful one, The Chaotic World, by Smolenskin.

Howandiver, we can have a lob of their wealth, anyhow, yourself and myself this way, darlin', there's a party of friends waitin' for us wisha' thin, but I'm lookin' forrid to a happy life wid you but sure you might say a single word to me, darlin' jist to let me know you hear me." Whether Julia heard this one-sided dialogue or not, it is difficult to say.

The story is well known in Nevada County; but Mamie laughed gleefully, and turned her saucy eyes upon Charley: "Did you help to bump George Washington?" The Celestial was an honest man, and shook his head: "Me only look on. That cullud niggah he lob me." Will Cummins glanced at the Chinaman's pistol and smiled.

He bowled a very ordinary slow lob, without either twist or shoot, and was usually knocked about plentifully; and this appeared likely to be his fate now, for Wren got hold of his first ball, and knocked it right over into the scorer's tent for five. The Fifth groaned, and could have torn the wretched Tom to pieces.

The cowherd had not been able to resist peeping down through chinks in the floor of the loft above the barn, where he slept, and one night he had seen Lob fetching straw for the cowhouse. "A great rough, black fellow," said he, and he certainly grew bigger and rougher and blacker every time the cowherd told the tale.

Instead of the slashing round-arm balls which he had hitherto sent in, he suddenly and without warning put in an underhand lob an easy, slow, tempting ball, apparently bound to rise exactly on the player's bat. Our man fell into the snare.

Then the flackering quacking call of a covey of ducks with a hum of wings right over our shoulders; then no sound but the dip of our paddles and the drip and ripple of the dead waters among the reeds. Suddenly there lifted against the lonely red sunset sky a lob stick a dark evergreen stripped below the tip to mark some Indian camping place, or vow, or sacred memory. We steered for it.

Miss Betty called him John Broom, but the people called him by the name he had earned. And long after his black hair lay white and thick on his head, like snow on the old barn roof, and when his dark eyes were dim in an honoured old age, the village children would point him out to each other, crying, "There goes Lob Lie-by-the-fire, the Luck of Lingborough!"

"She died this afternoon. The layer-out left about half an hour ago." Death parted them. He rose from her knee, and Marguerite did not try to prevent him. He was profoundly shocked. With desolating vividness he recalled the Sunday afternoon when he had carried upstairs the plump, living woman now dead. He had always liked Mrs. Lob it was as Mrs. Lob that he thought of her.

A strong wind was blowing down the court and caught the ball and held its flight. It fell on the baseline. Kingscote made a remarkable recovery with a fine lob that forced Johnston back. Kingscote took the net and volleyed decisively to Johnston's backhand. Johnston again lobbed, and by a freak of coincidence the ball fell on the baseline within a foot of his previous shot.

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