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Thus, in the case of Meyer's experiment, of looking at the distant viaduct, and of recognizing an artistic representation, imagination seems in a measure to take the place of sensation, or to blind the mind to what is actually before it.
Meyer's oily smile had indicated to the flustered captain that he had said too much, the door opened and admitted Rowland, pale, and weak, with empty left sleeve, leaning on the arm of a bronze-bearded and manly-looking giant who carried little Myra on the other shoulder, and who said, in the breezy tone of the quarter-deck: "Well, I've brought him, half dead; but why couldn't you give me time to dock my ship?
E. Meyer's History of Antiquity, vol. i. book vi. Dr. The Aryan question lies at the threshold of the history of each of the Aryan peoples, and has to be met in the study of each of the religions. It must be confessed that the world now knows less on this point than it thought it did a generation ago.
We have the endorsement of the general public, and that makes us still less willing to have anybody challenge our business acumen" all this was but an elegant paraphrase of Sidney Meyer's actual remarks, for he had left school at sixteen and had never looked into a book since "or our business integrity." Abner Joyce, on behalf of the Circuit, gave out a grave interview in a few guarded words.
The woman kneeling nearest to the Madonna is commonly believed to be Meyer's first wife, who had died in 1511, the mother of one child a daughter by a previous husband. Between this stepdaughter and Meyer there was considerable litigation over her property.
Meyer, for finding in one of the poems ascribed to Taliesin, 'a sacrificial hymn addressed to the god Pryd, in his character of god of the Sun. It is not for me to pronounce for or against this notion of Mr. Meyer's.
Every evening, without fail, the sharp commands of Fritz Braun were now conveyed to the responsible underlings! Sohmer, staggering homeward with his greedy Aspasias from the Waterloo conflicts of the race-track, sullenly assented at last to the chattel mortgages and bills of sale which placed the "Valkyrie" and the whole building under August Meyer's name.
When they had been subjected to his influence only for a few days they went back to the place they came from, or found other masters, who, now that Meyer's business was failing, were getting more orders. People who went to the warehouse said that Meyer was raging about upstairs, abusing innocent people and driving them away from him.
The Rhine, the gardens, the clang of the press, the Fischmarkt, the friendly smiles at Froben's and Meyer's firesides; his marriage; the stars and dews and perfume of all his dreams in the years those matchless years of a man's young manhood when he had walked with angels as well as peasants, had seen the Way of the Cross, the Christ in the Grave, and the Risen Lord even more clearly than the faces of flesh and blood.
Nobody spoke as Polly stopped. Then little Linus, away over in the corner, piped up: "I wasn't some cherry pudding!" Than made them laugh, and set the tongues going. "Aw, ye'll have ter wait till ye git home!" returned Cornelius O'Shaughnessy. "Why will he? Why can't we all have some, Miss Lucy?" The rest fairly held their breath at Elsie Meyer's boldness. The nurse laughed.
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