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It was illustrated in the forgeries of the marvelous boy Chatterton. The talent he expended in deception might have made him an enviable reputation, the deception vitiated whatever good there was in his work. Fraud in literature is no better than fraud in archaeology, Chatterton deserves no more credit than Shapiro who forged the Moabite pottery with its inscriptions.
To-morrow, Miriam, maybe when you get the berths " "State-rooms, mamma." "State-rooms, maybe Mr. Shapiro will will go mit." "Aw, mamma, he " "Will I! Well, I guess!" Across the table their eyes met and held. Even into the granite cañon of lower Broadway spring can find a way.
The reporter who invents an incident, or heightens the horror of a calamity by fictions is in the case of Shapiro. The habit of this sort of invention is certain to destroy the writer's quality, and if he attempts a legitimate work of the imagination, he will carry the same unveracity into that. The quality of truthfulness cannot be juggled with.
Take it from me, she's got it behind her ears." "I should say so." "Without it she couldn't get in with such a crowd of rich girls like she does. I got it from Mrs. Abrams in the Arline Apartments how every week she plays five hundred with Nathan Shapiro's daughter." "No! Shapiro & Stein?" "And yesterday at matinée in she comes with a box of candy and laughing with that Rifkin girl!
"What'll happen to these people on this planet, after we're atomized?" "That I don't want to think about. Kankad's Town will get the second bomb; Orgzild won't dare leave the Kragans after he's wiped us out. Yoorkerk and Jonkvank, in the North, will turn on Keaveney and Shapiro and Karamessinis and Hid O'Leary and wipe them out.
And in the doorway the hesitant form of erstwhile Miriam Binswanger, her eyes dim as if obscured by a fog of tulle, over one shoulder the flushed face of Mr. Irving Shapiro, and in turn over his the dark, quick features of Ray, flashing their quick expressions. "I I found 'em, mamma, just coming on board." A white flame of anger seemed suddenly to lick dry the two tears that staggered down Mrs.
That's right, kiss Irving; he's your brother-in-law now. Don't cry, mamma darling! Good-by! Good-by!" A tangle of adieus, more handkerchiefing, more tears and laughter, more ear-splitting shrieks of steam and a black plume of smoke that rose in a billow, and hand in hand Miriam and Irving Shapiro joggling down the gang-plank to the pier.
The owners of the press were two brothers, Samuel-Abba and Phinehas Shapiro, grandsons of Besht's companion, Rabbi Phinehas of Koretz. The two brothers were denounced to the authorities as persons issuing dangerous mystical books from their press, without the permission of the censor.
The reporter who invents an incident, or heightens the horror of a calamity by fictions is in the case of Shapiro. The habit of this sort of invention is certain to destroy the writer's quality, and if he attempts a legitimate work of the imagination, he will carry the same unveracity into that. The quality of truthfulness cannot be juggled with.
There are numbers of starlings, and the starling has the right to say of itself: "I sing to my God all the days of my life." It sings all day long without stopping.... MELIHOVO, April 8, 1892. If Shapiro were to present me with the gigantic photograph of which you write, I should not know what to do with it. A cumbersome present. You say that I used to be younger. Yes, imagine!
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