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Updated: July 9, 2025
'My good friend, said the doctor to a pale-looking man on his right hand, 'you must eat three slices more of this roast-beef, or you will never lose your ague. 'My friend, said he to another, 'drink off this glass of porter; it is just arrived from England, and is a specific for nervous fevers. 'Do not stuff your child so with macaroni, added he, turning to a woman, 'if you wish to cure him of the scrofula. 'Good man, said he to a fourth, 'how goes on the ulcer in your leg? 'Much better, indeed, replied the man, 'since I have lived at your honour's table. 'Well, replied the physician, 'in a fortnight you will be perfectly cured, if you do but drink wine enough.
Sturdy, ruddy-faced farmers, pale-looking city boys, young girls alert, laughing all sons and daughters of America not an immigrant peasant among them; plumbers and lawyers, failures and people weary of routine, young men from agricultural colleges eager to try scientific methods of farming and older men from Europe prepared to use the methods they had found good for generations; raucous land agents and quiet racketeers alert for some way of making easy money from the tense, anxious, excited throng.
At one of the doors stood a pale-looking, but cheerful and good-natured woman, who told us that she had come to that house when first married, 21 years before, and had lived there ever since; and that she felt as if she had been buried through the best years of her life. She allowed us to peep into her kitchen and parlor small, dingy, dismal, but yet not wholly destitute of a home look.
"On the table, as in the other room, burned a tallow candle-end in an iron candlestick; and on the bed there whined a baby of scarcely three weeks old. A pale-looking woman was dressing the child, probably the mother; she looked as though she had not as yet got over the trouble of childbirth, she seemed so weak and was so carelessly dressed.
The boat in which I came over brought from the city a multitude of factory-people. They had bands of music, and banners inscribed with the names of the mills they belong to, and other devices: pale-looking people, but not looking exactly as if they were underfed. They are brought on reduced terms by the railways and steamers, and come from great distances in the interior.
I verily believe, these fearefull lookes, and astonishing countenances wherewith we encompass it, are those that more amaze and terrifie us than death: a new forme of life; the out cries of mothers; the wailing of women and children; the visitation of dismaid and swouning friends; the assistance of a number of pale-looking, distracted, and whining servants; a darke chamber; tapers burning round about; our couch beset round with Physitians and Preachers; and to conclude, nothing but horror and astonishment on every side of us: are wee not already dead and buried?
Presently I said: "Who was that pale-looking fellow who wished to speak with you yesterday, Mr. Rumbald, at the Mitre?" He looked sharply at me for an instant. "His name is Thompson," said he. "He is one of my malting-men." Then I knew that he had lied. A man does not invent the name of Keeling, but very easily the name of Thompson.
"You don't mean to insinuate that I'd forge a testimonial?" replied the man of medicine, with some slight show of indignation. "Oh, no. I don't insinuate any thing at all, doctor," answered the pale-looking man. "But I'd like to see this Mr. John Johnson, and have a little talk with him." "You can do that, if you'll take the trouble to call on him," said the doctor, in an off-hand way.
"Quick, make haste, I am fast losing all patience!" "To-day a pale-looking man with sparkling dark eyes, and coal-black hair and beard, told me that he starts to-morrow morning in order to search for Captain Joliette, and intends to take me with him!"
In the meantime, M. Wilkie had perceived him. "Come, you simpleton!" he cried; "make haste. You can't be very thirsty." The thought of the viscount decided Chupin. Entering the restaurant and climbing the staircase, he had just reached the landing when a pale-looking man, who had a smoothly-shaven face and was dressed in black, barred his way and asked: "What do you want?"
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