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Had her friend seen Mr. Whiston, or written to him? She had awaited with tremors every arrival of the post. It was probable more than probable that he would write to her; but as yet no letter came. A week passed, and no letter came. Her father was himself again; plainly she had mistaken the cause of his perturbation. Ten days, and no letter came. It was Saturday afternoon. Mr.
A little later Whiston, professor of mathematics at Cambridge, published an English translation of all the works, which is still serviceable, but not critical, together with some dissertations, which are neither serviceable nor critical. Later translations into English and almost every other language were made, but the greatest work of modern times on Josephus is the edition of Niese.
SCENE. A path through a wood. CAPTAIN DODD and WHISTON walking together, followed by a LANCE-CORPORAL. DODD. D'you believe in presentiments, Whiston? A year ago I should have laughed at you for asking. Now ... DODD. More things in heaven and earth ...? WHISTON. My rationalism is always being upset! DODD. How exactly? WHISTON. For instance, I simply can't believe that old John is finished. Can you?
Whiston, waited on him with a subscription to his Shakspeare: and observing that the Doctor made no entry in any book of the subscriber's name, ventured diffidently to ask, whether he would please to have the gentleman's address, that it might be properly inserted in the printed list of subscribers.
Whiston, while he was yet incumbent of Lowestoft, used at daily matins and vespers an abridgment of the prayers approved by Bishop Lloyd. The custom was, however, by no means confined to High Churchmen.
So little was there of manifest sorrow in the girl's tone and countenance that Mr. Whiston gazed at her rather indignantly. His pregnant pause gave birth to one of those admonitory axioms which had hitherto ruled his daughter's life. 'My dear, I advise you never to trifle with questions of propriety.
The latitudinarian prelates, who had not been ashamed to correspond with Doddridge and to shake hands with Whiston, would be succeeded by divines of the temper of South and Atterbury.
At the time of the Deluge, so many theologians declared, the motion of the sun was altered, and the year became five days and six hours longer. There was a prevalent opinion that that stupendous event occurred on November 2d, in the year of the world 1656. Dr. Whiston, however, disposed to greater precision, inclined to postpone it to November 28th.
On being directed to the solitary remaining inhabitant of the name of Wilkins, Reginald learnt that Sarah Wilkins had been the only daughter of his brother, that she had married a ne'er-do-weel of the name of Whiston, who had deserted her shortly before the birth of her child, that she had followed her husband to London as soon as she was able to travel, and after a while had been lost sight of by her family.
WHISTON. But what about presentiments? DODD. Oh, I don't know. Funny thing; but all through this fortnight I've been absolutely certain that I was not for it. LANCE-CORPORAL. Beg pardon, sir, we noticed that, sir! WHISTON. Well, it's practically over now. DODD. I'm not so sure. I'm not in a funk, you know. It's simply that I don't feel so sure. WHISTON. Oh, rot, sir!
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