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Updated: May 29, 2025
But it requires a better knowledge of language, and more maturity of mind than is often possessed by children ten years old, to understand it, and to be interested in its perusal. Hence its use induces the habit of "pronouncing the words and minding the stops," with hardly a single successful effort to arrive at the idea of the author.
It stops at the foot of the scaffold, and Marie Antoinette alights from the wagon, and then calm and erect ascends the steps of the scaffold. Her lips have not opened once on this awful journey; they now have no word of complaint, of farewell!
I can't hear anything while it goes on; but if it stops! Ah! the gusts grow weaker, struggling, forced into rest. Now now they have ceased. Silence! A fearful pause. What is that that I hear? There, behind me in the room? Do I hear it? Is there anything? The throbbing of my own blood in my ears. No, no! There is something as well, something outside myself. What is it? Low; heavy; regular.
The sickle has gone over, and the poppies which grew so thick a while ago in the corn no longer glow like a scarlet cloak thrown on the ground. But red spots in waste places and by the ways are where they have escaped the steel. A wood-pigeon keeps pace with the train his vigorous pinions can race against an engine, but cannot elude the hawk. He stops presently among the trees.
"Of course, a girl like Pauline always wants to dance, no matter how torrid the night," explained Chester. "Win and I have to consider our guest's wish. But you can bet Pauline isn't getting her wish not with R. P. Burns running around the country all the evening and only making five-minute stops at her side."
A man trudges placidly down the road and also stops in front of this window. I see him from behind, and take note of his massive back. He stands there a long time, trying to make up his mind, no doubt, for now and then he scratches his beard. There he goes, sure enough, entering the shop with a ponderous tread. I wonder if he intends to buy the silver cow!
He stops with us as long as we want him to." Ten minutes afterwards we gained the shelter of the woods, and, keeping always well down in the gullies or hollows, were picking our way in a direction nearly parallel to that taken by our pursuers. This was our only course, as we dared not show ourselves as yet across open ground or along traveled roads.
She shudders and stops as the charm she speaks; Is it the moody owl that shrieks? Or is it that sound, betwixt laughter and scream, The voice of the Demon who haunts the stream? The moan of the wind sunk silent and low, And the roaring torrent had ceased to flow; The calm was more dreadful than raging storm, When the cold grey mist brought the ghastly Form!
The Sunday following you can hardly hear what the preacher has to say for the whooping and barking. The choir members have cough drops in their cheeks when they stand up to sing, and everybody stops in at the drug store with: "Say, Doc, what's good for a cold?" Eggs have come down. Yesterday they were nine for a quarter; to-day they're ten.
Perhaps the reader also resents the fact that while the correspondent goes abroad, he stops at home and receives the news at second hand. Possibly he envies the man who has a front seat and who tells him about it. And if you envy a man, when that man comes to grief it is only human nature to laugh.
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