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"And round us all the thicket rang To many a flute of Arcady." Tennyson. Kiutahya, July 5, 1852. We had now passed through the ancient provinces of Cilicia, Cappadocia, and Lycaonia, and reached the confines of Phrygia a rude mountain region, which was never wholly penetrated by the light of Grecian civilization.
In an instant the victim was up at the hook once more. They kept him there for an hour, but when he came down he was perfectly garrulous. "Old man Plunket goes too much to the Arcady Saloon," said he. "Three times he's been there in an hour; and him with a family. Old man Plunket would do well to swear off." It was monstrous and incredible, but there it was. There was no getting round it.
"No long before I became a fellow-slave with Clem long before there was a juvenile mother or even a Clem in Little Arcady." "May I ask how you got it?" "Certainly you may! I don't know." "May I see it?" I thought she felt a deeper interest than she cared to reveal. "Unfortunately, no.
Failures had no kinder fields for new trials. Democracy had now to govern not a puritanical, industrious, sparsely settled Arcady but communities of conflicting dynamic successes, static envies, and complaining despairs.
I saw two once ever so long ago, but I know they did. Lots." Joy blushed, but when you've come to Arcady for only a month, and it really doesn't matter afterwards, you're very irresponsible. "Why, you see, Philip, the girl isn't supposed to start making the fusses. You'd better ask John about it some other time " she added hastily.
He has missed his shot at a boarding-house, and there's nothing in the world for him to do but to trundle down the hill." Ansell yawned. "I saw Rickie too. Once I dined there." Another yawn. "My cousin thinks Mrs. Elliot one of the most horrible women he has ever seen. He calls her 'Medusa in Arcady. She's so pleasant, too. But certainly it was a very stony meal." "What kind of stoniness"
I shall be forty-one on my next birthday. Then will come fifty-one, another ten years and sixty-one. All to be lived here? Yes, I have sworn it. Not Arcady, not Utopia, only Muskoka, but very dear to me. There is the forest primeval! I know everything in it from the Indian pipe clammy white thing, but how pretty! to that great birch there with the bark peeling off in pieces a yard wide.
"Connected with the Arcady Theatre?" "You know? Well, do not let us introduce the lady's name. In order to restore myself I speculated on the Stock Exchange. My credit was good through my father's position and the standing of the firm to which I am attached.
"Lo! the Queen of Arcady From the land of Faery Gladdens our adoring eyes, Fair and gentle, sweet and wise, Her companions here on earth Love and Loyalty and Mirth! Who, the joyous tidings hearing, Fly to greet her, now appearing? Aphrodite's pigeons fleet, See, they gather at her feet."
Let us part with it, if any indeed remains, and so press on, unfettered, in the glorious race for cash. The "golden age" of Arcady is gone so long the new has come! The crooks wreathed round with flowers are changed into telegraph-posts, and Corydon is on a three-legged stool, busy with ledgers knitting his brow as he adds up figures. Let us be thankful.
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