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Updated: May 16, 2025
"I was not aware of it. I suppose he's cramming speeches and turtle for the next season." "How wonderfully," said Vincent, "your city dignities unloose the tongue: directly a man has been a mayor, he thinks himself qualified for a Tully at least. Faith, Venables asked me one day, what was the Latin for spouting? and I told him, 'hippomanes, or a raging humour in mayors."
'Let no man take your crown, he said also, as he foresaw at how many booths and counters, houses, lands, places, preferments, wives, husbands, and what not, would be offered them and pressed upon them in exchange for their heavenly crown. 'Above all, look well to your own hearts, he said. Canon Venables laments over the teaching that Bunyan received from John Gifford.
Venables, growing more calm, replied he was not angry, but reminded her, that as they were going to a garden where there was a variety of flowers, she might have waited till they got there to indulge her fancy. He therefore hoped she would not take it amiss if he left her at home. This was a terrible situation for Dorinda, who held her head down, and said, nothing.
Hope-Scott's style of pleading is interesting, as conveying the impressions of a very sharp-sighted spectator, and, so to speak, placing before our bodily vision what such refined criticism as that of Mr. Venables has addressed rather to the eye of the mind. To one of an impulsive temperament Mr. Hope-Scott's unconcern and sang- froid is perfectly irritating.
He never got off his machine and died in his pilot's seat. Died of what? 'Heart disease, said the doctors. Rubbish! Hay Connor's heart was as sound as mine is. What did Venables say? Venables was the only man who was at his side when he died. He said that he was shivering and looked like a man who had been badly scared.
The undercurrent of longing to see Nancy flowed on and on. Bert wanted nothing else just Nancy. He had been spending the summer with a friend, at the friend's uptown house, but now he thought he would go out to the Venables, and show some interest in his newly-papered room and hear them speak of her. He rang their bell with a thumping heart. It was four o'clock in the afternoon.
In this connection it may be said, when we remember the hot contests between the two men, that there is something plaintive in Calhoun's dying testimony to Webster's austere intellectual conscientiousness. Mr. Venables, who attended the South Carolina statesman in his dying hours, wrote to Webster: "When your name was mentioned he remarked that 'Mr.
Venables was warmly beloved by his intimates, and Fitzjames through life frequently declared that he felt for him a kind of filial affection. The other Saturday reviewer with whom he became specially intimate was Thomas Collett Sandars.
To them I write not my feelings are not for them to analyze; and may you, my child, never be able to ascertain, by heart-rending experience, what your mother felt before the present emancipation of her mind! "I began to write a letter to my father, after closing one to my uncle; not to ask advice, but to signify my determination; when I was interrupted by the entrance of Mr. Venables.
And these were some of the thoughts that came to me through the hole in the door, and made me forget the service, which Mr. Venables mumbled like a nicely cooked sweetbread. For is not the voice of every loving spirit a fresh inspiration to the dead letter? With a voice other than this, does it not kill?
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