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Over the bleached and perpendicular crag startling the eagle from his eyry over the yawning gully with the torrent roaring beneath him over the sharp ridges of the hill over Townley park over Burnley steeple over the wide valley beyond, he went until at last, bewildered, out of breath, and like one in a dream, he alighted on a brown, bare, heathy expanse, and within a hundred yards of a tall, circular stone structure, which he knew to be Malkin Tower.
The stove, summer and winter, focussed their wandering eyes and acted as a stimulus to their dormant faculties. From long practice and inheritance every man could aim and hit the sawdust under the stove when he expectorated. Even old Andrew Townley had never been known to fail. "There be some right good horses down to The Forge," Tansey Moore ventured after a while.
Townley could find no fault with the woman as an Indian. She had taste, carried her clothes well, and was superbly fresh in appearance, though her hair still bore very slight traces of the grease which even the most aristocratic Indians use. But Lali would not talk. Mrs.
What picture more sweetly poetical than Raphael's head of himself in the Uffizi, or Giotto's Dante in the Bargello? What ideal statue surpasses in poetical power Michel Angelo's De' Medici in the San Lorenzo Chapel? What ideal head is more beautiful than the Townley Clytie of the British Museum, or the Young Augustus of the Vatican? What grander than Da Vinci's portrait of himself?
R. G. Townley, who was the Ministerial candidate and had the support of Lord John Russell on his committee and at the hustings. The politics of those strenuous times of the Reform Bill are well known, and need no more than a passing reference here. The election began on October 27, only a little more than a fortnight after the Ministerial bill had been rejected by the House of Lords.
"Better, doctor. I feel quite an appetite." "You are looking better decidedly better. The disease has spent its force, and retreated from the field." "It is to you that the credit belongs, Dr. Townley." "Only in part. The greater share belongs to your faithful nurse, Mrs. Burke." "I shall not soon forget my obligations to her," said the sick man, significantly. "Now, Colonel Preston," said Mrs.
General Armour walked up and down the room briskly, then turned on his wife and said: "Wife, it was a brutal thing: Frank doesn't deserve to be the father of her child." But Lali had moods singular moods. She indulged in one three days after the arrival of Marion and Mrs. Townley. She had learned to ride with the side-saddle, and wore her riding-dress admirably.
The absurd practice, too, of dressing all the serious characters of the piece in modern costume, and all the comic ones in that of the time at which it was written, renders the whole ridiculously incoherent and manifestly impossible, and destroys it as a picture of the manners of any time; for even stripped of her hoop and powder, and her more flagrant coarseness of speech, Lady Townley is still as unlike, in manners, language, and deportment, any modern lady, as she is unlike the woman of fashion of Hogarth's time, whose costume she has discarded.
"How do you think the Armours will receive her?" said Lambert to Mrs. Townley, of whose judgment on short acquaintance he had come to entertain a high opinion. Mrs. Townley had a pretty way of putting her head to one side and speaking very piquantly.
Townley knows you, that is sufficient," said the librarian. "He is all right, Mr. Parmenter. He is a young neighbor of mine." "That is enough. He can select a book." Harry was quite relieved at this fortunate meeting, and after a little reflection selected the first volume of "Rollin's Universal History," a book better known to our fathers than the present generation.
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