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Updated: May 21, 2025
He stopped at the drug store and bought a tooth-brush and a tube of paste. Ophelia noticed the wonderful improvement in his appearance, guessed the reason, and the thought sent a warm thrill through her body. "Like a big boy," she laughed to herself, "when he begins to wash his neck and ears!"
Clare, to return with him to his southern residence; and they are now returning on this boat, where we have introduced them to our readers. And now, while the distant domes and spires of New Orleans rise to our view, there is yet time for an introduction to Miss Ophelia.
The slight pity for a child's bruised finger is not more pleasurable because less keen; while our feeling, whatever it is, for Ophelia or Gretchen, becomes more pleasurable in proportion to its intensity. It is clear that the matter is not so simple as Aristotle's psychology would make it. Pity and fear do not in themselves produce pleasure, relief, and repose.
Imagine an actor having to invest such representatives with all the girlish passion of a Juliet, the womanly tenderness of a Desdemona, or the pitiable anguish of a distraught Ophelia, and you cannot but realize how difficult under such circumstances great acting must have been.
"None o' your sa'ce!" said Rosa, "I saw you hiding something, I know yer tricks," and Rosa seized her arm, and tried to force her hand into her bosom, while Topsy, enraged, kicked and fought valiantly for what she considered her rights. The clamor and confusion of the battle drew Miss Ophelia and St. Clare both to the spot. "She's been stealing!" said Rosa.
"What's Eva going about, now?" said St. Clare; "I mean to see." And, advancing on tiptoe, he lifted up a curtain that covered the glass-door, and looked in. In a moment, laying his finger on his lips, he made a silent gesture to Miss Ophelia to come and look. There sat the two children on the floor, with their side faces towards them.
He has been chiefly condemned both for his harshness in repulsing the love of Ophelia, which he himself had cherished, and for his insensibility at her death. But he is too much overwhelmed with his own sorrow to have any compassion to spare for others; besides his outward indifference gives us by no means the measure of his internal perturbation.
The range between the piteous "no more but so," in which Ophelia compresses the heartbreak whose compression was to make her mad, and that sublime appeal of Lear to the elements of nature, only to be matched, if matched at all, in the "Prometheus," is a wide one, and Shakespeare is as truly simple in the one as in the other.
Miss Feely must'a left it on the bed, and it got caught in the clothes, and so got in my sleeve. Miss Ophelia was so angry at such a barefaced lie that she caught Topsy and shook her. 'Don't tell me that again, she said. The shake brought the gloves on the floor from the other sleeve. 'There, said Miss Ophelia, 'will you tell me now you didn't steal the ribbon?
That pair of cooing doves" with a playfully tender glance at Ophelia and Old Heck "wish nothing so much as to be permitted to 'goo-goo' at each other all by their little lonelies!" Bareheaded she and Skinny strolled out the front gate and along the road that led up to the bench. At the top of the grade they sat down, side by side, on a large boulder that hung on the brink of the bench.
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