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19463Does an author,said"The New Yorker"in February,( p. 182) 1837,"subject himself to personal criticism by submitting a work to the public?
19463Have you read the American novels?
19463Were we ever unjust to Cooper?
7876And why should it, when its purposes might be better served in another spot?
7876But now the surgeon put his mouth down to the man''s face and said,"Do you know that you are dying?"
7876How do you do?
7876On board the Rock Ferry steamer, a gentleman coming into the cabin, a voice addresses him from a dark corner,"How do you do, sir?"
7876The good woman either could not or would not speak a word of English, only laughing when S----- said,"Dim Sassenach?"
7876What is there to beautify us when our time of ruin comes?
7876When we quit a house, we are expected to make it clean for the next occupant; why ought we not to leave a clean world for the next generation?
7876Why did Christ curse the fig- tree?
7876are you all Saas''uach?"
18566Had Goodman Brown fallen asleep in the forest and only dreamed a wild dream of witch- meeting? 18566 What would a man do if he were compelled to live always in the sultry heat of society, and could never bathe himself in cool solitude?"
18566''But wherewith shall I defend myself?
18566''What is he?''
18566...''Yes,''I told her;''but where would be my repose when they were always to be judging whether I was worth it or not?....
18566And was this the man?
18566What kind of a business in life, what manner of glorifying God, or being serviceable to mankind in his day and generation, may that be?
18566who rides yonder?''"
7879And his second duty?
7879A beautiful feature of the scene to- day, as the preceding day, were the vines growing on fig- trees(?)
7879After emerging from the gate, we soon came to the little Church of"Domine, quo vadis?"
7879Could not all that sanctity at least keep it thawed?
7879Did anybody ever see Washington nude?
7879How came that flower to grow among these wild mountains?
7879We heard Gaetano once say a good thing to a swarm of beggar- children, who were infesting us,"Are your fathers all dead?"
7879What would he do with Washington, the most decorous and respectable personage that ever went ceremoniously through the realities of life?
7880Yes,said he,"did you know who drew them?"
7880But how does this accord with what I have been saying only a minute ago?
7880Does his spirit manifest itself in the semblance of flame?
7880Has a man a flame inside of his head?
7880Have I spoken of the sumptuous carving of the capitals of the columns?
7880How then can the decayed picture of a great master ever be restored by the touches of an inferior hand?
7880I somewhat question whether it is quite the thing, however, to make a genuine woman out of an allegory we ask, Who is to we d this lovely virgin?
7880Is there such a rural class in Italy?
7880What shall we do in America?
7880Where should the light come from?
7880You feel as if the Saviour were deserted, both in heaven and earth; the despair is in him which made him say,"My God, why hast thou forsaken me?"
7877Do all your ideas forsake you?
7877Do you wish the floor to open and swallow you?
7877Does your voice frighten you?
7877Six feet,did I say?
7877But again, do I really believe it?
7877But how can anything characteristic be said or done among a dozen people sitting at table in full dress?
7877Do I believe in these wonders?
7877He looked after him, and exclaimed indignantly,"Is that a Yankee?"
7877If these aerolites are bits of other planets, how happen they to be always iron?
7877Of course; for how is it possible to doubt either the solemn word or the sober observation of a learned and sensible man like Dr.------?
7877Whence could it have come?
40529Ah, who shall lift that wand of magic power, And the lost clue regain? 40529 Are you''decapitated?''"
40529But what are we to do for bread and rice, next week?
40529What is the matter, then?
40529''Wo n''t you come along?''
40529Are you fond of brandy?
40529Did you feel shy about expressing an unfavorable opinion?
40529Horse, how are you to- day?''
40529How would you like some day to see a whole shelf full of books written by your son, with''Hathorne''s Works''printed on the backs?"
40529I jumped up and said:''How do you feel, old fellow; any better?''
40529Richard Davenport||(?)
40529So you are in great danger of having one learned man in your family.... Shall you want me to be a Minister, Doctor, or Lawyer?
40529Then, quickly stepping into the entry with a roll of manuscript in his hands, he said:''How in Heaven''s name did you know this thing was here?
40529What is to be done?"
7301Do you now perceive a corresponding difference,inquired I,"between the passages which you wrote so coldly, and those fervid flashes of the mind?"
7301''Who would risk publishing a book for_ me_, the most unpopular writer in America?''
7301Am I to bear all this, when yonder fire will insure me from the whole?
7301And if better for you, is it not so for me likewise?
7301Did Hester love her lover, and he love her, through those seven years in silence?
7301Did either of them ever repent their passion for its own sake?
7301Had either of them ever repented, though one was a coward and the other a condemned and public criminal before the law, and both had suffered?
7301Hast thou forgotten it?"
7301Is it a praiseworthy matter that I have spent five golden months in providing food for cows and horses?
7301Then quickly stepping into the entry with a roll of manuscript in his hands, he said:''How, in Heaven''s name, did you know this thing was there?
7301This was Hawthorne''s life; was it after all so valueless?
7301What do you think of my becoming an author, and relying for support upon my pen?
7301You have no family dependent upon you, and why should you''borrow trouble''?
7881And his second duty?
7881Yes,said he,"did you know who drew them?"
7881A beautiful feature of the scene to- day, as the preceding day, were the vines growing on fig- trees(?)
7881After emerging from the gate, we soon came to the little Church of"Domine, quo vadis?"
7881But how does this accord with what I have been saying only a minute ago?
7881Could not all that sanctity at least keep it thawed?
7881Did anybody ever see Washington nude?
7881Does his spirit manifest itself in the semblance of flame?
7881Has a man a flame inside of his head?
7881Have I spoken of the sumptuous carving of the capitals of the columns?
7881How came that flower to grow among these wild mountains?
7881How then can the decayed picture of a great master ever be restored by the touches of an inferior hand?
7881I somewhat question whether it is quite the thing, however, to make a genuine woman out of an allegory we ask, Who is to we d this lovely virgin?
7881Is there such a rural class in Italy?
7881We heard Gaetano once say a good thing to a swarm of beggar- children, who were infesting us,"Are your fathers all dead?"
7881What shall we do in America?
7881What would he do with Washington, the most decorous and respectable personage that ever went ceremoniously through the realities of life?
7881Where should the light come from?
7881You feel as if the Saviour were deserted, both in heaven and earth; the despair is in him which made him say,"My God, why hast thou forsaken me?"
7878Do all your ideas forsake you?
7878Do you wish the floor to open and swallow you?
7878Does your voice frighten you?
7878Six feet,did I say?
7878And why should it, when its purposes might be better served in another spot?
7878But again, do I really believe it?
7878But how can anything characteristic be said or done among a dozen people sitting at table in full dress?
7878But now the surgeon put his mouth down to the man''s face and said,"Do you know that you are dying?"
7878Do I believe in these wonders?
7878He looked after him, and exclaimed indignantly,"Is that a Yankee?"
7878How do you do?
7878If these aerolites are bits of other planets, how happen they to be always iron?
7878Of course; for how is it possible to doubt either the solemn word or the sober observation of a learned and sensible man like Dr.------?
7878On board the Rock Ferry steamer, a gentleman coming into the cabin, a voice addresses him from a dark corner,"How do you do, sir?"
7878The good woman either could not or would not speak a word of English, only laughing when S----- said,"Dim Sassenach?"
7878What is there to beautify us when our time of ruin comes?
7878When we quit a house, we are expected to make it clean for the next occupant; why ought we not to leave a clean world for the next generation?
7878Whence could it have come?
7878Why did Christ curse the fig- tree?
7878are you all Saas''uach?"
13155Have you heard Jenny Lind?
13155How do you like Jenny Lind?
13155''Ca n''t you remember three- four- five?''
13155''Who is he?''
13155''Who?''
13155But whenever am I to see you?"
13155Cooper; do you not know Mr. Cooper?
13155Even little Paul was oppressed with the vastness of the place, for he clung close to my side and kept murmuring,''What is this?
13155Have you read it?
13155He asked in French,''Is it Mr. Cooper that I have the honor to see?''
13155Is this a church?''
13155It was"easy to make the hostess understand that we_ wished_ to eat,--but_ what_ would we eat?
13155Or from some shining star?
13155Pat came to the window and with great confidence called out,''Is there any letter for Commodore Brickbat?''
13155So it came about that"Natty, the lover,"stepped into these pages-- Natty,"so simple, so tender, so noble and true-- what shall be said of him?
13155Then his wife-- whom the poet called his inspiration-- exclaimed,"Why, Selim, would n''t that be a pretty subject for a poem?"
13155What cheer, what cheer?''
13155What is this?
13155What stories might it not tell of the attractive originals?
13155When I met him in the street in winter he often said:''Well, Thomas, what are you driving at?''
13155from the moon?
12563Her secret?
12563And what can a critic say of such blatant nonsense as arises from the frenzy of propaganda in_ Ramsey Milholland_?
12563Did not Indianapolis publish_ When Knighthood Was in Flower_ and_ Alice of Old Vincennes_?
12563Does the course of human life not singularly resemble the dance of puppets in the hands of a Supreme Romancer?
12563How can any one take refuge in irony when agony is always abroad, biting and rending?
12563How can any one talk of the long ages of human progress when a child may starve to death in a few days?
12563How could there be when green girls were the sole heroines and censors?
12563How in this flickering universe shall man claim for himself the honors of any important antiquity or any important destiny?
12563How, then, may any one declare that romance has become antiquated or can ever cease to be indispensable to mortal character and mortal interest?
12563Is it by virtue of a literary descent from the New England school that Miss Cather depends so frequently upon women as protagonists?
12563Is it the scholar in him, or the New Englander, or the moralist which has compelled him to count the moral cost of material expansion?
12563Is not_ The Crossing_--to take specific illustrations-- connected with the same central cycle as_ The Winning of the West_?
12563Is this merely a return to their villages, merely domestic sentimentalism in a lovely guise?
12563Poor and naked as this aspiring ape must seem to the eye of reason, asks Mr. Cabell, is there not something magnificent about his imaginings?
12563What opportunity has a free, wilful passion in the tight world Mrs. Wharton prefers to represent?
12563What, in this vast accident, does human dignity amount to?
12563When its elders have let the world fall into chaos, why, youth questions, should it trust their counsels any longer?
12563Where does the wind come from?
12563Where now were the mild decencies of Tiverton, of Old Chester, of Friendship Village?
12563Why does he drift with the sentimental tide and make propaganda for provincial complacency?
12563Why then does he continue to trifle with his thread- bare adolescents, as if he were afraid to write candidly about his coevals?
12563Will his wisdom ever catch up with his passion and his observation?
6982And was this the sword?
6982Are you little Hubert Thompson?
6982Can anything be the matter with pussy?
6982DEAR SIR,--May I beg of you in any future edition of the Life of your father to leave out your passage upon my husband and spiritualism? 6982 Do I understand you to say, Mr. Hawthorne, that you actually use tobacco?"
6982Do you mean to say,demanded the latter,"that you passed the Lightning?"
6982How do you do?
6982How many gardeners have you got?
6982Pray, mamma, why does the sun rise in the east instead of in the west?
6982Pray, papa, why was King Alfred called''The Good''?
6982And once--"How are you?"
6982And what has become of the wayside inns, and what of the vetturinos?
6982Are there any other Borghese Gardens to come for me in the future, I wonder?
6982But the builder, and the grapes-- where were they?
6982Death had been rampant during the night; but what could be the cause?
6982Did the gift cost him nothing?
6982How would you"improve"your time?
6982If you were put down in the Garden of Eden, and told that you might stay there an hour and no more, what would you do?
6982Is history written in this way?
6982It is easy to compliment a friend upon his children, but how many of us will allow themselves to be caught and utilized by them in this fashion?
6982It was a massive tree before the Domesday Book was begun; Chaucer would not be heard of for four hundred years to come; and where was Shakespeare?
6982Later I took occasion to ask Bennoch the secret of his mirth; was the tale a fiction?
6982Oh, Byron, were you an Esquimau?
6982The hand that rests on her knee-- should the forefinger and thumb meet or be separated?
6982VII Life in Rock Park-- Inconvenient independence of lodgings-- The average man--"How many gardeners have you got?"
6982Was I related to the great Hawthorne?
6982Was it more beautiful or not?
6982What more could be asked?
6982What was left them in life?
6982What was suspected of America?
6982What was to be done?
6982What was to be the outcome?
6982What were legs of a triangle, and how, if there were any, could they be square?
6982What would one better do in such circumstances?
6982Where are Cheops, and the hanging gardens of Babylon?
6982Where will the world be when it comes again?
6982Which are the happiest years of a man''s life?
6982Who was Mrs. Blodgett?
6982Who would not have run upon such an announcement?
6982Who would not live in Florence if he could?
6982Who, then, was he?
6982Would we ever again behold the upper world and the sky?
6982Would you make sure of all these set sights in order that you might reply satisfactorily to the cloud of interviewers awaiting you outside the Garden?
8530But why do you fight with him so often?
8530Does the Pond look the same as when I was there? 8530 How came you out here?"
8530Is there no holier, happier land Among those distant spheres, Where we may meet that shadow band, The dead of other years? 8530 What is the use,"says one,"of burning your brains out in the sun, if you can do anything better with them?...
8530Why do they treat me so?
8530Would you have me a damned author?
8530''What, for instance?''
8530( Is it too fanciful to note that at this stage of the epistle"college"is no longer spelt with a large C?)
8530Ah, prophet, who spoke but now so sadly, what is this new message that we see brightening on your lips?
8530And what remains?
8530Another part of this letter shows the writer''s standing at college:--"Did the President write to you about my part?
8530Are not their windows darkened by the light of other days?
8530But what, in Heaven''s name, is the motive?
8530Collection of Voyages( Hakluyt''s?).
8530Could anything be more perfectly compensatory?
8530Could he have already connected the two things, the bloody footstep and this Anglo- American interest?
8530Did not this desire of setting things right stir ever afterward in Hawthorne''s consciousness?
8530Did the old, boyish association perhaps unconsciously supply him with a name for the Indian aunt of"Septimius Felton"?)
8530Do not you remember how we used to go a- fishing together in Raymond?
8530Do you know his books?
8530Does any one seriously suppose it to be for the amusement of making stories out of it?
8530Horse, how are you to- day?''
8530How can we call this weakness, which involved such strength of manly tenderness and sympathy?
8530How much of his own delicious personality could Thackeray have described without losing the zest of his other portraitures?
8530How much, we ask, is allegory in the poet''s own estimation, and how much real belief?
8530How will that do?
8530How would you like some day to see a whole shelf full of books, written by your son, with''Hawthorne''s Works''printed on their backs?"
8530I get my lessons at home, and recite them to him[ Mr. Oliver] at 7 o''clock in the morning.... Shall you want me to be a Minister, Doctor, or Lawyer?
8530I jumped up and said:''How do you feel, old fellow; any better?''
8530Imagine Dickens clearly accounting for himself and his peculiar traits: would he be able to excite even a smile?
8530Is antiquity, then, afraid to assert itself, even here in this stronghold, so far as to appear upon the street?
8530Is it not very significant, that he should have made so little of the story of Rip Van Winkle?
8530Is it safe, then, to stake the book entirely on this one chance?"
8530Is this not, in brief, what he conceives may yet be the story of his own career?
8530It is a natural question, why did not Hawthorne write an English romance, as well, or rather than an Italian one?
8530Looking at the end of the stick, the man bawled,''What little devil has had my goad?''
8530Mr. Wiley''s American series is athirst for the volumes of tales; and how stands the prospect for the History of Witchcraft, I whilom spoke of?"
8530Now will you write and say when you are to be expected?
8530One meets another near our house, and says,''Where did you meet Bill?''
8530Shall he not record it?
8530We live in the ugliest little old red farm- house you ever saw.... What shall you write next?
8530Were not these words, which I find in"Fanshawe,"drawn from the author''s knowledge of his own heart?
8530Were such a man once more to fall, what plea could be urged in extenuation of his crime?
8530What is the meaning of this added revelation of evil?
8530What more logical issue from the Christian idea, what more exquisitely tender rendering of it than this?
8530Where all the day the moonbeams rest, And where at length the souls are blest Of those who dwell in tears?
8530Where is the sneer concealed in this serious and comprehensive utterance?
8530Where, O where is the godmother who gave you to talk pearls and diamonds?...
8530Where, within the covers of the book, could the deluded man have found this doctrine urged?
8530Why did the Israelites complain so much at having to make bricks without straw?
8530Why, then, should further risk of this be incurred, by issuing the present work?
8530Will it solve the riddle of sin and beauty, at last?
8530Yet who can be to the present generation even what Scott has been to the past?"
8530Yet, on reflection, why should it?
8530who rides yonder?''"
7170THE SNOW IMAGEThe question now was, what next?
7170''And what would they have you do?''
7170''Did you not pinch Elizabeth Hubbard this morning?''
7170''Do you go through the trees or over them?''
7170''How did you go?''
7170''What attendants hath Sarah Good?''
7170''What meat did she give it?''
7170''Why did you go to Thomas Putnam''s last night and hurt his child?''
7170''Why did you not tell your master?''
7170''Would you not have hurt others, if you could?''
7170And if he accused her of that only, why should he suffer perpetual remorse on account of her death?
7170But if the wings of the archangel are torn and soiled in his conflict with sin, does it not add to the honor of the victory?
7170Can you tell me, sir?"
7170Did it occur to him that the lightning might strike in his own house?
7170Do not the characters in"Don Quixote"and"Wilhelm Meister"spring up as it were out of the ground?
7170Do not we all feel at times that the search for abstract truth is like a diet of sawdust or Scotch mist,--a"chimera buzzing in a vacuum"?
7170Do not we all require it?
7170Does not romance come originally from Roma,--as well as Romulus?
7170He also adds Goethe and Swedenborg, and remarks of them:"Were ever two men of transcendent imagination more unlike?"
7170Horse, how are you to- day?''
7170How can we possess clear and definite ideas of the grand mystery of Creation?
7170How did it happen that Hawthorne was an exception?
7170How far shall we agree with him?
7170I am perfectly aware that he has taken a good deal of interest in you, but when did he ever do anything for you without a_ quid pro quo_?
7170If Franklin Pierce was desirous of preserving the Union, why did he give Jefferson Davis a place in his Cabinet, and take him for his chief adviser?
7170If there is sometimes a melancholy tinge in their writings, may we wonder at it?
7170In his account of"Sunday at Home"he says:"Time-- where a man lives not-- what is it but Eternity?"
7170Is it not much the same in America?
7170Is it not perfectly natural that Everybody should understand Everybody''s business as well as or better than his own?
7170Is it possible that this is connected in a way with the rarefied atmosphere of Lenox, in which distant objects appear so sharply defined?
7170Is this not an induction from or corollary to the preceding?
7170Is this the consummation of your experiment?"
7170It may also be asked, why should Small have disposed so readily of this manuscript to Symmes after preserving it sedulously for more than forty years?
7170Matthew Arnold spoke of his commentaries on England as the writing of a man chagrined; but what could have chagrined Hawthorne there?
7170Perhaps he might have accomplished as much for Hawthorne; but how was Hawthorne in his retired and uncommunicative life to know of him?
7170Raphael''s tomb has been opened, and why should not Shakespeare''s be also?
7170The latter often happens in American life, and although it commonly results in more or less family discord, are we to condemn it for that reason?
7170The magnitude of the evil of course makes a difference; but do we not all live in a continual state of sinning, and self- correction?
7170The scientists tell us that all these happen according to natural laws: perfectly true, but WHO was it that made those laws?
7170Then what shall we say of the sympathetic relation between a mother and her child?
7170There are Dombeys and Shylocks in plenty, but who has ever met a Hamlet or a Rosalind in real life?
7170WHO is it that keeps the universe running?
7170Was it President Jackson, or Senator Benton, who said that fighting a duel was very much like making one''s maiden speech?
7170Was it through a natural attraction for the primeval granite that they landed on the New England coast?
7170Was the sword- fish roused to anger when the ship came upon him sleeping in the water; or did he mistake it for a strange species of whale?
7170Was there nothing more than the trick she had attempted upon Priscilla?
7170What New England girl would behave in the manner that Hawthorne''s son represents this one to have done?
7170What could Bridge do, in the premises?
7170What do we know of the boyhood of Franklin, Webster, Seward and Longfellow?
7170What do we know of the religious belief of Michel Angelo, of Shakespeare, or of Beethoven?
7170What do you think of my becoming an author, and relying for support upon my pen?
7170What is there outside of the universe?
7170What shall we now do for bread?"
7170What should he do; whither should he turn?
7170What young gentleman would have listened to such a communication as he supposes, and especially the reserved and modest Hawthorne?
7170When will parents learn wisdom in regard to their children?
7170Which of Shakespeare''s male characters can be measured beside George Washington?
7170Who besides Homer has been able to describe a chariot- race, and who but Hawthorne could extract such poetry from a farmer''s garden?
7170Who but his uncle could have written that inscription?
7170Who can describe it-- that clairvoyant sensibility, intangible, too swift for words?
7170Who can tell?
7170Who has depicted it, except Hawthorne and Raphael?
7170Who knows what a heart there may have been in William Symmes?
7170Why did he go out of his way to see so little and to miss so much?
7170Why should he not?
7170Why, as he was true to the Northern character in all things else, did he swerve from his Northern principles in this final scene?"
7170Would it have made a difference in the warp and woof of Hawthorne''s life, if he had happened to ride that day in the same coach with Longfellow?
7170Would it not be so among the dead?"
7170Would not the Count of Monte Beni be a cousin Italian, as it were, to the Count of Monte Cristo?
7170_ Fate_ is the spoken word which can not be recalled, and who can tell the good and evil consequences that lie hidden in it?
7170reduced to private life?
41368But why should n''t I let her know it, if I_ am_ mortified?
41368Am I a funny old man?
41368And dost thou remember what is to happen within those ten days?
41368And how art thou, belovedest?
41368And how does our belovedest little Una?
41368And how is that cough of thine, my belovedest?
41368And if thou art sick, why did she come at all?
41368And is not thy husband perfectly safe?
41368And what adequate motive can there be for exposing thyself to all this misconception?
41368And what delusion can be more lamentable and mischievous, than to mistake the physical and material for the spiritual?
41368And will it be necessary to wait so long?
41368Art thou ill at ease in any mode whatever?
41368Art thou likewise well?
41368Art thou magnificent?
41368Art thou magnificently well?
41368Art thou quite well now?
41368Art thou quite well?
41368Art thou sure that He made thee for me?
41368Art thou well to- day very dearest?
41368Belovedest, didst thou sleep well, last night?
41368Belovedest, when dost thou mean to come home?
41368But how are we to get home?
41368But how is he to accomplish it?
41368Can it be that little redheaded personage?
41368Can this be so?
41368Canst thou devote so much of thy precious day to my unworthiness?
41368Canst thou not use warm water?
41368Canst thou paint the tolling of the old South bell?
41368Canst thou say as much?
41368Canst thou tell me whether the"Miss Peabody"here mentioned, is Miss Mary or Miss Elizabeth Peabody?
41368Couldst thou send me ten dollars?)
41368Dear little wife, didst thou ever behold such an awful scribble as thy husband writes, since he became a farmer?
41368Dearest, I do not express myself clearly on this matter; but what need?--wilt not thou know better what I mean than words could tell thee?
41368Dearest, dost thou know that there are but ten days more in this blessed month of June?
41368Dearest, is thy absence so nearly over that we can now see light glimmering at the end of it?
41368Did Julian have a tooth?--or what was the matter?
41368Did Una remember me, when she waked up?--and has little Bundlebreech wanted me?--and dost thou thyself think of me with moderate kindness?
41368Did we not entirely agree in thinking"John"an undue and undesirable familiarity?
41368Did you pay a bill( of between one or two pounds) of Frisbie, Dyke& Co.?
41368Didst thou ever read any of her books?
41368Didst thou weary thy poor little self to death, yesterday?
41368Do not people offer to take thee to ride?
41368Does Bundlebreech walk yet?
41368Does Rosebud still remember me?
41368Does thy heart thrill at the thought?
41368Dost thou even think of me?
41368Dost thou ever feel, at one and the same moment, the impossibility of doing without me, and also the impossibility of having me?
41368Dost thou know that we are going to have a war?
41368Dost thou like this prospect?
41368Dost thou love me after all?
41368Dost thou love me at all?
41368Dost thou love me at all?
41368Dost thou love me at all?
41368Dost thou love me?
41368Dost thou love me?
41368Dost thou love me?
41368Dost thou love me?
41368Dost thou not believe me?
41368Dost thou not think it really the most hateful place in all the world?
41368Dost thou perceive how love widens my heart?
41368Dost thou rejoice that thou hast saved me from such a fate?
41368Dost thou remember that, the day after tomorrow, thou art to meet thy husband?
41368Dost thou think it a praiseworthy matter, that I have spent five golden months in providing food for cows and horses?
41368Hast thou made it of such immortal stuff as the robes of Bunyan''s Pilgrim were made of?
41368Hast thou thought of me, in my perils and wanderings?
41368How canst thou hope for any warmth of conception and execution, when thou art working with material as cold as ice?
41368How couldst thou be so imprudent?
41368How dost thou do?
41368How is it possible to wait so long?
41368How much must I reserve to pay Rebecca''s wages?
41368How would I have borne it, if thy visit to Ida Russel were to commence before my return to thine arms?
41368If he insists upon living by highway robbery, dost thou not think it would be well to make him share his booty with us?
41368Is it half over?
41368Is not this consummate discretion?
41368Naughtiest wife, hast thou been unwell for two months?
41368Now dost thou not blush to have formed so much lower an opinion of my business talents, than is entertained by other discerning people?
41368Now that the days are so long, would it not do to leave Boston, on our return, at ½ past 4?
41368Ownest, would there be anything amiss in exchanging that copy of Southey''s Poems for some other book?
41368Shall I know little Una, dost thou think?
41368Shall the whole sky be the dome of her cathedral?--or must she compress the Deity into a narrow space, for the purpose of getting at him more readily?
41368Should not she be of the party?
41368Shouldst thou not walk out, every day, round the common, at least, if not further?
41368Sweetest, what became of that letter?
41368TO MRS. HAWTHORNE_ Concord_, June 6th, 1844 Mine ownest, ownest love, dost thou not want to hear from thy husband?
41368TO MRS. HAWTHORNE_ Salem_, March 12th( Saturday), 1843 Own wifie, how dost thou do?
41368Then why does my Dove put herself into a fever?
41368Thou hast our home and all our interests about thee, and away from thee there is only emptiness-- so what have I to write about?
41368Was it a pleasant season likewise to thee?
41368What carest thou for any other?
41368What is the matter?--anything except her mouth?
41368What shall I do?
41368What shall I do?
41368What so miserable as to lose the soul''s true, though hidden, knowledge and consciousness of heaven, in the mist of an earth- born vision?
41368What wilt thou do in a rain- storm?
41368When am I to see thee again?
41368Where art thou?
41368Where dost thou think I was on Saturday afternoon?
41368Whom do I mean by this brilliant simile?
41368Whose fault was it, that it was left behind?
41368Why art thou not magnificent?
41368Why could not she have put the letter on my table, so that I might have been greeted by it immediately on entering my room?
41368Why did I ever leave thee, my own dearest wife?
41368Why did all the children have fever- fits?
41368Why dost thou-- being one and the same person with thy husband-- unjustly keep those delicate little instruments( thy fingers, to wit) all to thyself?
41368Why has not Dr. Wesselhoeft cured thy thumb?
41368Why was Horace jumped in a wet sheet?
41368Why was this world created?
41368Will not this satisfy thee?
41368Will thy father have the goodness to leave the letter for Colonel Hall at the Post Office?
41368Wilt thou consent?
41368Wilt thou not?
41368Wilt thou represent them as just landing on the wharf?--or as presenting themselves before Governor Shirley, seated in the great chair?
41368Wilt thou think it best to go back to Lisbon?
41368Wouldst thou like to have her follow Aunt Lou and Miss Rodgers into that musty old Church of England?
41368Wouldst thou not like to stay just one little fortnight longer in Boston, where the sidewalks afford dry passage to thy little feet?
41368Yet what can be done?
6926And what_ was_ your name?
6926And you do n''t know who I am, yet?
6926Do you really think it blasphemy?
6926Is Ellen here?
6926Oh, but if Una is going, that would be a divided cherry, would it not?
6926That is the simplest way, is it not?
6926There!--I_ thought_--but you understand how-- if I had made a mistake-- Could anything have been worse if you had_ not_ been? 6926 Well, what had we better do with them?"
6926Where can the little sleeve be which I finished, and wished to sew in here, my love?
6926Where could Zenobia have found her ever- fresh, rich flower?
6926Where else are the little door- yards that hold their glint of sunlight so tenaciously, like the still light of wine in a glass? 6926 Whose mother?"
6926Wo n''t you go?
6926''No,''persisted the wicked Ambassador;''but what do you think of the style?''
6926''Whose broth is this?''
6926''Whose jelly is this?''
6926Am I not eminently well, round, and rubicund?
6926And why do you suppose it was so long?
6926Another note from Lord Houghton is extant, saying:-- DEAR MR. HAWTHORNE,--Why did not you come to see us when you were in London?
6926Are they not the American eagle and the American flag?
6926As the door opened, I heard a voice say,"Where is the man?"
6926Bright good and lovely to devote his only whole day in London to me?
6926But how am I to tell you what I saw from them?
6926But later she writes on"the eighteenth day of perfect weather,"and where can the weather seem so perfect as in England?
6926But we really will not wait so long for number five?
6926But why attempt to put into ink such a magnificent setting as this?
6926But would it not be wiser to drop the question of right, and receive it as a free- will offering from us?
6926By what right do you drink from my flagon of life?
6926Can there be wrong, hate, fraud, injustice, cruelty, war, in such a lovely, fair world as this before my eyes?
6926Can you believe it?
6926Can you think of a happier life, with its rich intellectual feasts?
6926Did you ever know of such pitiful evasions?
6926Do you know anything about him?
6926Do you know how very grand the judges are when in acto?
6926Do you know that they are then kings, and when the Queen is present they still have precedence?
6926Do you know?"
6926Do you remember adding that"a premium should be offered for men of fourscore, as, with one foot in the grave, they would be less likely to run away"?
6926Do you remember how you used to play with him at Southport, and how he sometimes beat you?
6926Do you see Mr. Hawthorne often?
6926Do you see"The Democratic Review"?
6926Do you still thump dear Mamma, and Fanny, and Una, and Julian, as you did when I saw you last?
6926Does Mrs. Hawthorne yet remember that she sent me a golden key to the studio of Crawford, in Rome?
6926Does n''t it seem as if Nature wore your livery and wished to show the joy of your heart in every possible form?
6926Has Hawthorne seen it?
6926Have you read Froude''s history, just published, from the period of the fall of Wolsey to the death of Elizabeth?
6926Have you seen Mr. Emerson''s"Nature"?
6926Have you seen"The Angel in the House"yet?
6926He did so rather pettishly, and said,"Well, what do you want me to look round for?"
6926He said,"Where is my sword to hold in my hand when I get out of my ship?"
6926His first question was,"Where is Elizabeth?"
6926His sad, sweetly resentful glance had conveyed to me the idea,"Must I still live, if I live beneath my rank, and as a leaser of villas?"
6926How can I convey to you an adequate idea of it?
6926How can I help it if they choose me for an interpreter?
6926How can I help it, if gentle souls, ill at ease elsewhere, wish to rest with you upon the margin of that sleepy stream?
6926How can seraphs be contented with less?
6926I again fiercely inquired,"WHO IS IT?"
6926I am, in haste, E, M. H. DEAR ELIZABETH,--Shall we go to the beach?
6926I made George a visit in the afternoon, in the midst of my battle with headache, and to my question of''How dost?''
6926I went to the door, and not opening it, in a voice of command asked,"Who is it?"
6926If a traveler caught the Sphinx humming to herself, would he not be inclined to sit down and watch her till she did it again?
6926If you have a copy of the"Valley of Solitude"[ one of my mother''s original allegories] will you send it?
6926Is Sophia gone out?"
6926Is it not a wonder that we should meet?
6926Is it not provoking that the author should not have even one penny a volume?
6926Is it not well that I kept fast hold of the white hand of Hope, dear Betty?
6926Is love appreciated?
6926Is not my supper good?
6926Is not that funny?
6926Is not this hot weather delightful?
6926Is there any chance of our seeing you this summer?
6926It is well worth reading; and your mother-- will she like to read it?
6926Lord, when shall we be done changing?
6926Lord, when shall we be done growing?
6926MY DEAR Miss SOPHIA,--Will you accept from my sister Elizabeth Hoar and me the few accompanying prints?
6926Miss Peabody, is that a_ bed?__ Oh,_ how beautifully everything looks!
6926Now have I not given you a fine feast of homage,--"flummery"Mr. Hawthorne calls it?
6926Of course Rome was here, for where did that proud queen not set her imperial foot?
6926Oh, when are we going to Salem?"
6926On such days can you sing anything but,"Oh, beautiful Love"?
6926Perhaps you have heard of Miss Charlotte Cushman, the actress?
6926Shall I tell you where I am?
6926She lifted her smiling face, which must have been very pretty in her youth, and said,"How do you do, Miss Peabody?"
6926So I looked over the books, and what do you think I saw?
6926Sophia writes to Mrs. Mann, then in Washington:--"Is Congress behaving any worse than usual?
6926Then Ada felt quite a different and new power seize her hand, rapidly writing:"Who?"
6926Was ever one so loved?
6926Was ever such a mischief?"
6926Was it not a burning shame that I was not there?
6926Was it not so?
6926Was it not sweet and heroic in her to keep so quiet for two hours?
6926Was it not too bad to disappoint her brother so?
6926Was not he a silly child?
6926Was not that a happy saying?
6926Was not that a pretty dress?
6926Was not that a shame?
6926Was not that delightful for Miss Burley''s ears?
6926Was not that impertinent?
6926Was not that pleasant to hear from him?
6926Was not that rare luck for us?
6926Was not that sweet?
6926What can he ask for more, having Mary for his own?
6926What could be added, in the way of adjective, that would enhance?
6926What is Longfellow about?
6926What is Rome to a frozen clod?
6926What is a garden without its currant bushes and fruit trees?
6926What would the learned and the gifted do if there was no humble one to make the bread that supports life?
6926When will you come back?
6926Whence come you, Hawthorne?
6926Where, oh where is the godmother who gave you to talk pearls and diamonds?
6926Which is the biggest?
6926Who and what is the author; and who buy and who read the audacious( I use mildest epithet) book?
6926Who dares to sneer at that?
6926Who does not feel, without a word to reveal the fact, the wondrous virtue of Catholic religious observance in the churches?
6926Who ever heard of an icicle glowing with emotion?
6926Who would not enjoy seeing a monarch come to so humble a contact with the bulwarks of his tower?
6926Why did not you send Stuart''s Athens by him?
6926Why did not you send the last number?
6926Why did you not express your opinion of The House of the Seven Gables, which I sent you?
6926Why not?
6926Why should not there be religious as well as Political correspondencies?
6926Why, ever since Adam, who has got to the meaning of his great allegory-- the world?
6926Will father also look into"Graham''s Magazine"for March, and see whether it contains"Earth''s Holocaust,"and if so, send it to us?
6926Will you ask your brother to dine with us to- morrow?
6926Will you not come hither the last week of this month, or the second week in June?
6926With such a father, and such a scene before her eyes, and with eyes to see, what may we not hope of her?
6926Wo n''t you come to town again?
6926Wo n''t you come to walk to- morrow afternoon with my mother, dear Elizabeth, and then I shall see you a few minutes?
6926Would Mrs. Tappan have responded to Mrs. Ward by a gentler assertion of right than Sophia''s to yourself?
6926Would not that be very terrible?
6926Yesterday we were all there, and met-- now, whom do you think?
4130929th, 1839--6 or 7 P.M._ Blessedest wife_, Does our head ache this evening?--and has it ached all or any of the time to- day?
41309All the time?--Or not at all?
41309Am I not very bold to say this?
41309Am I requiring you to work a miracle within yourself?
41309Am I writing nonsense?
41309And can she not do this?
41309And hast thou been very good, my beloved?
41309And how are your eyes, my blessedest?
41309And how do you do this morning?
41309And how many pages canst thou read, without falling asleep?
41309And is his heart indeed heavy?
41309And now have I anything to say to my little Dove?
41309And now if my Dove were here, she and that naughty Sophie Hawthorne, how happy we all three-- two-- one--(how many are there of us?)
41309And what wilt thou do to- day, persecuted little Dove, when thy abiding- place will be a Babel of talkers?
41309And why was my dearest wounded by that silly sentence of mine about"indifference"?
41309And will my Dove, or naughty Sophie Hawthorne, choose to take advantage of the law, and declare our marriage null and void?
41309And will not you rebel?
41309Are not these details very interesting?
41309Are there any east- winds there?
41309Are they not your own, as well as mine?
41309Are we not married?
41309Are we singular or plural, dearest?
41309Are you conscious of my invitation?
41309Are you quite sure that her own husband is the companion of her walk?
41309Art thou an old woman?
41309Art thou much changed by the flight of years, my poor little wife?
41309Art thou much changed in this intervening time?
41309Art thou not astonished?
41309Art thou not glad, belovedest, that thou wast ordained to be a heavenly light to thy husband, amid the dreary twilight of age?
41309Art thou very beautiful now?
41309Art thou very happy?
41309At length thou wilt pause, and say--"But what has_ thy_ life been?"
41309Beloved, have not I been gone a great while?
41309Belovedest, didst thou not bless this shower?
41309Belovedest, how dost thou do this morning?
41309Belovedest, how dost thou do?
41309Belovedest, if thou findest it good to be there, why wilt thou not stay even a little longer than this week?
41309Belovedest, is thy head quite well?
41309But why didst thou look up in my face, as we walked, and ask why I was so grave?
41309Can Sophie Hawthorne be prevailed upon to let me try it?
41309Canst thou remotely imagine how glad I was?
41309Dearest, art thou sure that thy delicatest brain has suffered no material harm?
41309Dearest, have I brought the tears into your eyes?
41309Dearest, how camest thou by the headache?
41309Dearest, is your heart at peace now?
41309Did we walk together in any such cold weather, last winter?
41309Did you dream what an angelic guardianship was entrusted to you?
41309Did you ever read such a foolish letter as this?
41309Did you lead the vessel astray, my Dove?
41309Did you not feel it?
41309Did you not know, beloved, that I dreamed of you, as it seemed to me, all night long, after that last blissful meeting?
41309Did you yield to my conjurations, and sleep well last night?
41309Didst thou expect me sooner?
41309Do know yourself by that name, dearest, and think of yourself as Sophie Hawthorne?
41309Do not you long to see me?
41309Do not you yearn to see me?
41309Do you not fear, my wife, to trust me to live in such a way any longer?
41309Do you not feel, dearest, that we live above time and apart from time, even while we seem to be in the midst of time?
41309Do you remember how we were employed, or what our state of feeling was, at this time last year?
41309Do you think the perverse little damsel would have vanished beneath my kiss?
41309Do you wish to know how your husband will spend the day?
41309Does Sophie Hawthorne keep up my Dove''s spirits?
41309Does it not appear at least seven years to my Dove, since we parted?
41309Does it seem a great while since I left you, dearest?
41309Does not"I,"whether spoken by Sophie Hawthorne''s lips or mine, express the one spirit of myself and that darlingest Sophie Hawthorne?
41309Does she still refuse my Dove''s proffer to kiss her cheek?
41309Does the joy compensate for the pain?
41309Does thine aunt say that thou lookest in magnificent health?--and that thou art very beautiful?
41309Dost thou dwell in the past and in the future, so that the gloomy present is quite swallowed up in sunshine?
41309Dost thou hoard it up, as misers do their treasure?
41309Dost thou love him?
41309Dost thou love me infinitely?
41309Dost thou love me?
41309Dost thou love me?
41309Dost thou love pigeons in a pie?
41309Dost thou not think she might be persuaded to withdraw herself, quietly, and take up her residence somewhere else?
41309Dost thou not think that there is always some especial blessing granted us, when we are to be divided for any length of time?
41309Dost thou not wonder at finding me scribbling between seven and eight o''clock in the morning?
41309Dost thou sleep well now- a- nights, belovedest?
41309Dost thou still love me, in all thy wanderings?
41309Dost thou sympathise from the bottom of thy heart?
41309Dost thou think it would?
41309Dost thou wear a day- cap, as well as a night cap?
41309For would not that imply that thou wouldst always hereafter be close to his bosom?
41309Has my Dove contributed anything?
41309Has my Dove flown abroad, this cold, bright day?
41309Has not each of us a right to use the first person singular, when speaking in behalf of our united being?
41309Hast thou also been gladdened by an uncouth scribbling, which thy husband dispatched to thee on Monday?
41309Have there not, to say nothing of shorter visits, been two eternities of more than a week each, which were full of blessings for us?
41309Have you been able to flit abroad on today''s east wind, and go to Marblehead, as you designed?
41309How could you disappoint me so?
41309How did you contrive to write it?
41309How do I know it?
41309How does Sophie Hawthorne do?
41309How have you borne it, my poor dear little Dove?
41309How is it that thou hast had no spiritual intelligence of my advent?
41309How is it with thine, mine ownest?
41309How long since didst thou begin to use spectacles?
41309How many times have you thought of me today?
41309How should I, save by my own heart?
41309How was it, dearest?
41309How would my Dove like to have her husband continually with her, twelve or fourteen months out of the next twenty?
41309I kiss you, dearest-- did you feel it?
41309I know not what else to say;--but even that is saying something-- is it not, dearest?
41309I wish there was something in the intellectual world analogous to the Daguerrotype( is that the name of it?)
41309Is it so with you?
41309Is not that queer to think of?
41309Is that impossible, my sweetest Dove?--is it impossible, my naughtiest Sophie Hawthorne?
41309Is the wind east?
41309Is there not a volume in many of our glances?--even in a pressure of the hand?
41309Is thy hair grown gray?
41309Is thy hair turned gray?
41309Is thy weariness quite gone?
41309Knowest thou any such art?
41309Little Dove, why did you shed tears the other day, when you supposed that your husband thought you to blame for regretting the irrevocable past?
41309May I go to sleep, belovedest?
41309Might it not be so?
41309Mine own Dove, need I fear it now?
41309Mine own wife, art thou very well?
41309Mine unspeakably ownest, dost thou love me a million of times as much as thou didst a week ago?
41309Mr. Gannet delivered a lecture at the Lyceum here, the other evening, in which he introduced an enormous eulogium on whom dost thou think?
41309My beloved, why should we be silent to one another-- why should our lips be silent-- any longer on this subject?
41309My dearest, how canst thou say that I have ever written anything beautiful, being thyself so potent to reproduce whatever is loveliest?
41309My dearest, was not that a sweet time-- that Sabbath afternoon and eve?
41309My dearest, why didst thou not write to me, yesterday?
41309My sweetest, dearest, purest, holiest, noblest, faithfullest wife, dost thou know what a loving husband thou hast?
41309Naughtiest, why do you say that you have scarcely seen your husband, this winter?
41309Naughty Sophie Hawthorne-- silly Dove-- will you let that foolish question bring tears into your eyes?
41309Now, dearest, dost thou comprehend what thou hast done for me?
41309October 11th-- ½ past 4 P.M. Did my Dove fly in with me in my chamber when I entered just now?
41309Of what sort, then?
41309Of whom dost thou dream?
41309Oh, dearest, have[ not] the moments of our oneness been those in which we were most silent?
41309Oh, naughtiest, why are you not here to welcome your husband when he comes in at eventide, chilled with his wintry day''s toil?
41309Or is it merely the defect in my own eyes, which can not behold the spiritual?
41309Or would his wife-- most preposterous idea!--deem it a sin against decorum to pay a visit to her husband?
41309Ownest wife, what dost thou think I received, just before I re- commenced this scribble?
41309Ownest, dost thou not long very earnestly to see thy husband?
41309Shall I tell thee?
41309Shall Sophie Hawthorne be there too?
41309Should we be the more ethereal, if we did not eat?
41309TO MISS PEABODY_ Boston_, February 7th, 1840--½ past 3 P.M._ Ownest Dove_, Can you reckon the ages that have elapsed since our last embrace?
41309The Spring is not acquainted with my Dove and me, as the Winter was;--how then can we expect her to be kindly to us?
41309Then is it not our home?
41309Then which of us has gained the most?
41309There are two pictures there by our friend( thy friend-- and is it not the same thing?)
41309To what use canst thou put so much love as thou continually receivest from me?
41309Was it Sophie Hawthorne or the Dove that called it so?
41309Was it Thursday that I told my Dove would be the day of my next appearance?--or Friday?
41309Was not this a sin against etiquette?
41309Was such a rhapsody as the foregoing ever written in the Custom House before?
41309Well, dearest, were ever such words as these written in a Custom- House before?
41309Were you not my wife in some past eternity?
41309Wert thou abroad in the sky and air?
41309What beautiful white doves those were, on the border of the vase; are they of mine own Dove''s kindred?
41309What do you think, Dearest, of the expediency of my making a caucus speech?
41309What is signified[ by] my nap of a whole year?
41309What is to be done?
41309What is to be done?
41309What or who could it have been that I so missed?
41309What possible good can it do for me to thrust my coal- begrimed visage and salt- befrosted locks into good society?
41309What thinks my Dove of this?
41309When a beam of heavenly sunshine incorporates itself with a dark cloud, is not the cloud benefitted more than the sunshine?
41309Which do I love the best, I wonder-- my Dove, or my little Wild- Flower?
41309Which wouldst thou prefer?
41309Why didst thou not scold me?
41309Why dost thou not frown at my nonsensical complaints, and utterly refuse thy sympathy?
41309Why has my Dove made me waste so much of my letter in this talk about nothing?
41309Why will not people let your poor persecuted husband alone?
41309Will kisses have any efficacy?
41309Will my Dove expect a letter from me so soon?
41309Will not my Dove confess that there is a little_ nonsense_ in this epistle?
41309Will not this be right, and for the best?
41309Will not you be glad when I come home to spend three whole days, that I was kept away from you for a few brief hours on Christmas eve?
41309Will she abide it?
41309Will she forgive me?
41309Will she pardon the neglect?
41309Will that satisfy her, do you think?
41309Will you have the kindness to see that these valuable consignments arrive at their destination?
41309Wilt thou again forgive him?
41309Wilt thou know thy husband''s face, when we meet again?
41309Wilt thou never be satisfied with making me love thee?
41309Wilt thou promise not to be troubled, should thy husband be unable to appreciate the excellence of Father Taylor?
41309Would not Sophie Hawthorne fight against it?--would not the Dove fold her wings, not in the quietude of bliss, but of despair?
41309Wouldst thou not have been ashamed of him?
41309Wouldst thou take it upon thyself, if possible?
41309You love me dearly-- don''t you?
41309and go with me wherever I went?
41309½ past 7 A.M.--Belovedest, art thou not going to be very happy to- day?
41309½ past 7 P.M._ Ownest Dove_; Did you get home safe and sound, and with a quiet and happy heart?
11549And d''ye feel better, Mis''Prentiss?
11549And does everybody who comes here give you something?
11549And then what do you do?
11549And to love God?
11549And what shall I do?
11549And what then?
11549And yet, Mrs. Prentiss( asked one of the ladies), does there not come a time when the child is really of service to the mother?
11549But Mrs. Love is here, is she not?
11549Did it ever strike you, dear Christian, that if the poor world could know what we are in Christ, it would worship us?
11549Did n''t Miss Anna send any of them?
11549Do you see my sword?
11549How do you explain the fact,she added,"that truly good people are left to produce such an effect?
11549How much feeling of love must I have before I can count myself Jesus''disciple?
11549How old are you, little fellow?
11549Is he tired?
11549Is the doctor here?
11549None are so old as they who have outlived enthusiasm; and who should be enthusiastic if a mother may not?
11549Oh Pearlie, why do you say so?
11549Oh, Lizzy, have you gone crazy?
11549Sha n''t I save some for your breakfast?
11549She came round to the back stoop Thursday morning( one of the servants told me afterwards) and I said to her,''Mis Prentiss, and how d''ye feel?'' 11549 Was it''Stepping Heavenward''?"
11549Well, little witch?
11549What are Little Babies For?
11549What are Little Babies For?
11549What do you do with your pennies?
11549What does he eat?
11549What makes you blush so, my dear?
11549What makes you blush so?
11549What''s it for?
11549When a question as to duty comes up, I think we can soon settle it in this way:''Am I living near to Christ? 11549 When the shore is won at last, Who will count the billows past?"
11549Which little baby?
11549Why can not I make a jacket for my baby without throwing into it the ardor of a soldier going into battle?
11549Why how do you know you''ll go to heaven?
11549Why, do you think you should be better off than you are here?
11549Will you take me for a pupil?
11549You would n''t care much if you should die to- night, should you?
11549''s portrait?
115491._--I wonder if all the girls in the world are just alike?
1154916th._--Do you remember what father said about losing his will when near the close of his life?
1154921st._--Are you in earnest?
115496, 1837._--Why is it that our desires so infinitely transcend our capacities?
115498th._--How is it that people who have no refuge in God live through the loss of those they love?
11549A year?
11549About the painting?
11549Am I a Christian?"
11549Am I bound to reveal my heart- life to everybody who asks?
11549Am I not then on dangerous ground?
11549Am I renouncing self in what I undertake to do for Him?''
11549Am I seeking His guidance?
11549And I want to ask you if you ever offer to pray with people?
11549And can we better frame that prayer than in those lines which she wrote out of her own heart?
11549And first the doctor, what of him?
11549And have you put up your leaves on your windows?
11549And if you are happy at the North Pole sha n''t I be happy there too?
11549And may it not be that they become better acquainted with us, too, loving us more perfectly and forgiving all that has been amiss?
11549And now tell me, my son, in seeing this picture gallery, do you not begin to see me?
11549And the houses have a habit of burning down, and ours is going to do as the rest do, and then how''ll you feel in your minds?
11549And what can we ask for that compares for one instant with"the almost constant felt presence of our Saviour''s sympathy and support"?
11549And what is there in the system of things, or in the nature of the mind, to suggest it?
11549And why angry with you?
11549And yet why do I say_ poor_ when I know it is_ rich_?
11549And, indeed, why should it be harder for God to enter into the soul of an infant than into our"unlikeliest"ones?
11549Are n''t you glad?
11549Are they good- for- nothing things?
11549Are they made for us to love?
11549Are you in earnest?
11549Are you little and slight, like my real mother, I wonder, or stately and tall?
11549Are you really coming home in March?
11549Are you sure that you will come?
11549At last she said,"Miss Payson?"
11549At six months?
11549Beneath your pillow have I roses placed-- Your heart''s glad festival have I not graced?
11549But can you not believe me when I assure you that you are my own dear son?
11549But is not this the true stale of the mind, instead of being; one which should excite astonishment?
11549But suppose I do her no good while she lives so under my wing?
11549But what do I care?
11549But what then?
11549But why do I speak thus of myself and my feelings?
11549But you will come next fall, wo n''t you?
11549But, what am I doing?
11549Can it be true?
11549Can they even hold themselves?
11549Can they help their mothers sew?
11549Can they speak a single word?
11549Can they walk upon their feet?
11549Can we enjoy Him while living for ourselves, while indulging in sin, while prayerless and cold and dead?
11549Can you believe that till this June I never went strawberrying in my life?
11549Can you cap this climax?
11549Can you conceive my relief?
11549Can you learn her address, or shall I write to her at a venture, without one?
11549Can you put up with this miserable letter?
11549Can you realise that your Lord and Saviour loves you infinitely more?
11549Coming out I said to a gentleman who approached me,"How is little baby?"
11549Could anything less than love take in such a company of poor beggars?
11549Did I ever tell you how I love and admire the new Bishop Johns?
11549Did I tell you I have translated a German dramatic poem in five acts?
11549Did I tell you it was our silver wedding- day on the 16th?
11549Did his mind touch mine through the closed door?
11549Did you ever hear of anything so dreadful?
11549Did you ever hear the story of the dog, who by an accident was cut in two, and was joined together by a wonderful healing salve?
11549Did you ever live in a queerer world than this is?
11549Did you ever read Miss Taylor''s"Display"?
11549Did you ever read that story?
11549Did you know that you too can get leaves and flowers in advance of spring, by keeping twigs in warm water?
11549Did you read in Goethe''s Wilhelm Meister, the"Bekenntnisse einer schönen Seele"?
11549Did your brother bring home the poems of R. M. Milnes?
11549Do Christians cheat and tell lies?
11549Do I know what I am talking about?
11549Do n''t you remember that it is His son-- not His enemy-- that He scourgeth?
11549Do n''t you see that in afflicting you He means to prove to you that He loves you, and that you love Him?
11549Do n''t you see them-- the young ones scampering first down the aisle, and the old and grave and stately ones coming with proud dignity after them?...
11549Do not I_ know_ that it is so?
11549Do not you miss the hearing little feet pattering round the house?
11549Do tell if the New Bedford babies are so ugly?"
11549Do tell me, when you write, if you have such troubled thoughts, and such difficulty in being steadfast and unmovable?
11549Do the trees so?
11549Do you ever feel mentally and spiritually alone in the world?
11549Do you feel so about him?
11549Do you find anything to love and admire in your brothers?
11549Do you know about Mr. Prentiss''appointment by General Assembly to a professorship at Chicago?
11549Do you know anything of such a feeling as this?
11549Do you know that Irishmen are buying up the New England farms at a great rate?
11549Do you know that there are twelve cases of typhoid fever at Vassar?
11549Do you know what it is to have one the youngest in a large family?
11549Do you know what she_ does_ take, and can you suggest, from what you know, anything she would like?
11549Do you laugh at them, or scold them, or love them, or what?
11549Do you love babies?
11549Do you love babies?
11549Do you pray for me every night and every morning?
11549Do you realise how kind the Professor is to me?
11549Do you really mean to say that Miss K. is going to pray for_ me_?
11549Do you see anything amiable and lovable in any of them?
11549Do you suppose such a soul would find anything in yours to satisfy it?
11549Do you think I love your brothers?
11549Do you?
11549Does all nature furnish one type of the soul?
11549Does any body in Portland take their paper?
11549Does he_ want_ to kill himself, or what ails him?
11549Does it really need anything else for its happiness?
11549Does it run in our blood?
11549Etait- ce bien?
11549For table there, is none in this room, and how am I to write a book without one?
11549Have I had the presumption to do that?
11549Have the times ever looked so black as they do now?
11549Have you Pusey''s tract,"Do all to the Lord Jesus"?
11549Have you any choice religious verses not in any book, that you would like to put into one I am going to get up?
11549Have you ever read the Life of Mrs. Hawkes?
11549Have you had The Story Lizzie Told, Six Little Princesses, The Little Preacher, and Nidworth?
11549Have you known my reign?
11549Have you laughed over the Pickwick Papers?
11549Have you painted a horse- shoe?
11549Have you read the"Gates Ajar"?
11549Have you read"Gates Off the Hinges"?
11549Have you read"Noblesse Oblige"?
11549He laughed and asked,"You expect to make out of these stupid children such characters, such hearts as yours?"
11549Henry Langdon; or, What Was I Made For?
11549His good old mother sits all day so fondly by his side; How can she give him up again-- her first- born son, her pride?
11549How are you going to bear this new blow?
11549How came you to_ walk_ to Dartmouth to preach?
11549How can love and faith be_ one act_ and then cease?
11549How could I, who had not been allowed to invite Miss Lyman here, undertake this terrible care?
11549How did poor Mrs. C. live through the week of suspense that followed the telegram announcing his illness?
11549How do you explain this?
11549How do you keep your wit so ready and so bright?
11549How is it_ possible_ to help seeing that the soul is not here in its proper element, in its native air?
11549How is the niece you spoke of as so ill and so happy?
11549How much Time shall be given to it?
11549How much Time shall be given to it?
11549How to the grave the precious casket yield, And to those old familiar places go That knew thee once, and never more shall know?
11549How were her temper and habits as a mother affected by the ardor and intensity of her Christian feeling?
11549I am going to call it Stepping Heavenward-- don''t you like it?
11549I am in danger of forgetting that I am to stay in this world only a little while and then_ go home._ Will you help me to bear it in mind?...
11549I am reading the history of the Oxford Conference;[ 5] there is a great deal in it to like, but what do you think of this saying of its leader?
11549I asked if I had better send at once for Dr. Wyman?
11549I believe I''ll go to your bedroom door and say,"I wonder whether Annie would shriek out if she saw me in this old sacque, instead of her pretty one?"
11549I ca n''t help feeling that every soul I meet, of whom I can ask, What think you of Christ?
11549I care more to be loved than to be admired, do n''t you?
11549I confess that such conceptions are hard to attain.... Ca n''t you do M---- S---- up in your next letter, and send her to me on approbation?
11549I declare it was just as she looked when she says to me,"Mary, I''m going to be married, and what d''ye think of that?"
11549I do n''t think people ought to like me, on the whole, but when they do, ai nt I glad?
11549I expected the reproof which I certainly deserved, but though evidently surprised at seeing me, he merely said,"You here?
11549I feel sorry for her in one sense, but if she belongs to Christ, is n''t He home enough for her?
11549I gave twenty cents for a yard of silicia( is that the way to spell it?)
11549I have 540 things to say, but there is so much going on that I shall defraud you of them-- aren''t you glad?
11549I have n''t seen one for such an age,--please, may I take it?
11549I said to myself, Is it after all such a curse to suffer and to be a source of suffering to others?
11549I said,"Oh yes, do n''t you know I promised to stay with A., who will be so lonely?"
11549I shall read your books with great interest, I am sure, and who knows how God means to prepare you for future usefulness along the path of pain?
11549I shrink, I shudder at the thought; For what is home to me, When sin and self enchain my heart, And keep it far from Thee?
11549I then said,"Would you like to know the name of this boy?"
11549I want you to let me know, without telling her that I asked you, if Miss K. could make me a visit if it were not for the expense?
11549I wonder how other folks think, feel inside?
11549I wonder how soon you go back to Northampton?
11549I wonder how you spend your time?
11549I wonder if I have told you how our dog hates to remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy?
11549I wonder if perfectly honest- hearted people want to be loved better than they deserve, as in one sense I, with yet a pretty honest heart, do?
11549I wonder if the fashion will stretch across the ocean?
11549I wonder if there is always this difference between the girl and woman?
11549I wonder if you are sitting by an open window, as I am, and roasting at that?
11549I wonder if you have a"daily rose"?
11549I wonder if you have read"Miracles of Faith"?
11549I wonder if you know that I am going to begin a Bible- reading on the first Wednesday in December?
11549I wonder if you realise what a very happy creature I am?
11549I wonder which of us will outrun the other and step in first?
11549I wonder which?
11549If mothers would keep their little unfledged birds under their own wings, would n''t they make better mother- birds?
11549If there is any truth in them, do they not throw light on the much- vexed question why God permitted the introduction of moral evil?
11549If they met in a foreign land they would surely claim it for our sakes; why not in the land that is not foreign, and not far off?
11549If you were not so timid I should wish you were here to run about with me, but who ever heard of E. T._ running_?
11549In a letter written about two weeks ago, Miss Lyman says,"How am I?
11549In what other way could you reach so many minds and hearts?
11549Is human nature so selfish?
11549Is it because I am proud?
11549Is it even so with you?
11549Is it impossible?
11549Is it not a little remarkable that her last letter to me, written only a few weeks before her death, closed with a benediction?
11549Is it not as much an evidence of disease as the preponderance of one element or function in the physical constitution?
11549Is it not better to be thinking of the Rock, not of the feet that stand upon it?
11549Is it not one- sidedness rather than many- sidedness that should be regarded as strange?
11549Is it not so, Sir Percival?
11549Is it not to shut us up to Christ?
11549Is it not true?
11549Is it right?
11549Is it so with you?
11549Is n''t it a mercy that I have been able to bear so well the fatigue and care and anxiety of these four hard months?
11549Is n''t it worth while to pay something for warm human sympathies and something for rich experience of God''s love and wisdom?
11549Is n''t there such power in a holy life, and have not some lived such a life?
11549Is not Christ enough for a human soul?
11549Is not the fruit of love aspiration after the holy?
11549Is not this a blissful thought?...
11549Is this a part of our poor humanity, above which we can not rise?
11549Is this consistent with what I have just said about growing more loving as we grow more Christlike?
11549Is this true?
11549It is entitled,"What form of Law is best suited to the individual and social nature of man?"
11549It is not foolish, is it?
11549It was a little singular that her poem and his sermon came to me at almost the identical moment, was n''t it?
11549It was a real loss, and if you ever feel a little stronger than usual, will you make me another copy?
11549Last night when I went up to my room to go to bed, the thermometer was 90 °... Are you not going to the Centennial?
11549Law proceeds from an infinite mind; can finite mind grasp it so as to know, through its own consciousness, that it comes up to this standard?
11549Let me see; how old should I have to be, at soonest?
11549Lovely, was n''t it?
11549Mrs. W. said they hoped not, but added,"Yet suppose you_ should_ die, what then?"
11549Must I not believe that the heavenly love may, in one sense, be_ hidden_ from outward eye and outward touch?
11549Must everybody have everything to himself?
11549My dear child, what makes you get blue?
11549My joy, my rapture, and my silent pain?
11549Ne seriez- vous pas ma complice, Madame?...
11549Now how shall I get it to her?
11549Now we were able to say,_ It is well with the child!_"Oh,"said the gardener, as he passed down the garden- walk,"who plucked that flower?
11549Now, can we enjoy Him till we do glorify Him?
11549Now, do you think I love you?
11549O death, where is thy sting?
11549O grave, where is thy victory?
11549O grave, where is thy victory?"
11549Oh, are you really coming?
11549Oh, do you miss me?
11549Oh, how can they?
11549Oh, how good the Lord is, is n''t He?"
11549Oh, what is it I do want?
11549On coming in to dinner, a little past one, I was startled not to find her at the table,"Where is mamma?"
11549Only one thing was wanting to my perfect felicity-- a heart absolutely holy; and was I likely to get that when my earthly cup was so full?
11549Or who could bring back again the awe- struck, responsive emotions that thrilled our hearts?
11549Ought say?"
11549Out of the streets as you did me?
11549Part I. begins thus: Where are the Prentisses?
11549Pray tell me more of it, will you?
11549Refuse to become your own dear sons?
11549Refuse to have such a dear, kind, patient father?
11549Refuse?
11549Refuse_ love?__ Father_.
11549Rest?_ What an infinite, mournful sweetness in the word!
11549Say, do you know me?
11549Several questions have come from those silent lips which I am requested to submit to you:"What is it to believe?"
11549Shall I never see you again in this world?
11549Shall I return the first and keep the_ Love_?
11549Shall I send you some more daisies?
11549Shall I?
11549Shall it ever_ rest?
11549Shall we ever learn to put no confidence in the flesh?
11549Shall we not pray that His love may be shed abroad in all our hearts in richer measure?
11549She says Mr. T. came to Mr. P. with tears in his eyes( could such a man shed tears?)
11549She suddenly turned to her partner with a comical air of chagrin and exclaimed:"Why is it they are winning the game?
11549Shopping is pleasant business now- a- days, is n''t it?
11549Should I wait for an inward assurance of strength, or begin a Christian life trusting Him to help me?"
11549Should not you?
11549Sitting by Mr. Webster, I asked him if he had ever heard anything like it?
11549So how do you suppose it will seem ten months hence?
11549Somebody who feels as I feel and thinks as I think; but where shall I find the somebody?
11549Suppose you stop in some out of the way place just out of town, and let me trot out there to see you?
11549Taking one of my portfolios in her arms she asked,"May I sit down on the floor and take this in my lap?"
11549The bright speeches are mostly genuine, made by Eddy Hopkins and Ned and Charley P. How came you to have blooming hepaticas?
11549The church is a million and a billion times as big, is n''t it, ma''am?
11549The hymn said, Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, and I whispered to father,"Is Jesus God?"
11549The little thing has done well, has n''t it?
11549The more I reflect and the more I pray, the more life narrows down to one point-- What am I being for Christ, what am I doing for Him?
11549The only question is: Do I live so?
11549The price of successful self- culture is unremitted toil, labor, and self- denial; am I willing to pay it?
11549Then how am I to spare my twin- boy, and my A. and my M.?
11549They are all your adopted sons?
11549To seek enjoyment, please myself, Make life a summer''s day?
11549To the same friend, just bereft of her two children, she writes a few months later: Is it possible, is it possible that you are made childless?
11549To whom shall I talk about you, pray?
11549Two years?
11549Was it home or was it heaven?
11549Was my spirit, perhaps, touched in some mysterious way by the coming event?
11549Was n''t it by far too long a walk to take in one day?
11549Was n''t it nice of him?
11549Was n''t it so with you?
11549Was that music from above?
11549We can not ask ourselves, Is this true?
11549We enjoy seeing our children enjoy their work and their play; is our Father unwilling to let us enjoy ours?
11549Well, is n''t a baby an institution?
11549Well, she did n''t; she said,"What''s that funny little thing perched up there?
11549What are little babies for?
11549What are we made for, if not to bear each other''s burdens?
11549What can an angel say more?
11549What could I do with it?
11549What do I care?
11549What do they say to me?
11549What do we men know about such things, anyhow?
11549What do you do with girls who fall madly and desperately in love with you?
11549What do you think of that for a lawyer''s life?
11549What do you think of this?
11549What does your husband think of the upsetting of all home customs and the introduction of this young hero therein?
11549What friendly hands have borne him to his own free_ mountain_ air?
11549What hallucination could you have been laboring under?
11549What have you on your natural bracket?
11549What is dear mother doing about these times?
11549What is he going to be?
11549What is it?
11549What is nicer than an unsophisticated young girl?
11549What is the end of man?
11549What is there there?
11549What is this but complete sanctification?
11549What made you do it?
11549What makes them love me?
11549What more can the fondest mother''s heart ask than such safety as this?
11549What shall be the end?
11549What should we do?
11549What sort of a world can it be to those who do n''t?
11549What was I saying?
11549What was her manner of life among her children?
11549What would become of you if he were snatched from you?"
11549What''s the use of my being sick, if it is n''t for her sake or that of some other suffering soul?
11549What, and all the dishes too?
11549When are you coming to spend that week in Dorset?
11549When did their education begin?
11549When he brought in the trout, Ellen went to his mother''s chamber and asked if they should not be kept for breakfast?
11549When it is all done, what will it amount to?
11549When mother put Charles and him to bed, as soon as she had done praying with them, G. said, Mother, will this world be all burnt up when we are dead?
11549When one of your little brothers asks you to lend him your knife, do you inquire first what is the state of his mind?
11549Whence came this couch?
11549Whence should help come to me?
11549Where is he now?
11549Who can describe the charms of his conversation?
11549Who equals Wordsworth in purity, in majesty, in tranquil contemplation, in childlikeness?
11549Who gathered that plant?"
11549Who is so fitted to sing praises to Christ as he who has learned Him in hours of bereavement, disappointment and despair?
11549Who is to keep Darby and Joan from settling down into two fearful old pokes?
11549Who is to keep me well snubbed?
11549Who is to tell me what to wear?
11549Who''s going to be"schoolma''am"out of school?
11549Why ca n''t I like her?
11549Why did you let the fire go out?"
11549Why do I tell you this?
11549Why do my friends speak of my letters as giving more pleasure or profit than anything that goes to them from me in print?
11549Why do n''t we sing songs instead?
11549Why do n''t you follow my example and dress in sackcloth and ashes?
11549Why do n''t you tell what you are reading?
11549Why in danger?
11549Why should I have thought of him among all the people I know?
11549Why should the world seem more than ever empty when one has just gained the treasure of a living and darling child?
11549Why should we not speak freely to each other of Him?
11549Why?
11549Why?
11549Will not then God make that suffering but as a blessed reprover to bring me nearer Himself?
11549Will the next one be more commonplace?
11549Will you or wo n''t you?
11549Wo n''t that be nice for Jeanie and Mary''s other children, if they come?
11549Would you not be very sorry to have me deny that you are my son, and turn you out of the house?
11549Yet this is not all, for of what advantage is it to be at home, unless home is a place for the unfolding of warm affections?
11549You ask if I"ever feel that religion is a sham"?
11549You know Wordsworth''s Stepping Westward?
11549You loved those miserable beggar- boys?
11549Your little note has drawn large interest, has n''t it?
11549[ 13] It is for her, too, as well as for himself, that Urbane speaks, where, in answer to Hermes''question,"Who are the Mystics?"
11549[ 5] Perhaps you have seen them; if so, do you remember two articles headed,"I must pray more,"and"I must pray differently"?
11549_ 10th._--I wonder who folks think I am, and what they think?
11549_ 29th._--Do you want to know what mischief I''ve just been at?
11549_ I_ must do something_ now_--WHAT?
11549_ July 21st._--What do you think I did this forenoon?
11549_ Now_ wo n''t you come?
11549_ Saturday, Aug. 10th_--She had a tolerable night, but on coming down to breakfast said, in reply to Dr. Vincent''s question, How she felt?
11549_ To Miss E. A. Warner, Dorset, July 20, 1870._ Did you ever use a fountain pen?
11549_ To Miss Rebecca F. Morse, New York, March 5,1872._ Can you tell me where the blotting- pads can be obtained?
11549_ To Mrs. Leonard, New York, April 16, 1845- 1870._ Do you know that it is just twenty- five years since we first met?
11549_ To her Husband, Westport, June 27._ I wonder where you are this lovely morning?
11549_ Why_ should it worship us when it rejects Christ?
11549and do you suppose you can go home without them?
11549and how much_ too good_ God is to me?
11549and that Miss Lyman is not as well as she was?
11549and who are they who smiling stand around?
11549and will the ground be burnt up too?
11549beneath it, while G. says to us,"Where are you girls going to sit this afternoon?"
11549cover jelly with it?
11549cries George,"where?
11549did you?
11549do you feel a_ little bit_ sorry you let me leave you?
11549does it accord with my own consciousness?
11549lie still, will you?)
11549or am I wrong?
11549or than that of Augustine, Bernard, Luther, Hooker, Fenelon, Bunyan, and of many saintly women, whose names adorn the annals of piety?
11549she said,"I despise such tact!--do you think_ I would look or act a lie?_"She was an exceedingly practical woman, not a dreamer.
11549so common in French narratives, had pronounced it so badly that Lizzy exclaimed,"Mon Doo?
11549tender, pitying eyes forever sealed; How can we bear to speak our last adieu?
11549that He is just as near and dear to me when my cup is as full of earthly blessings as it can hold, as He is to you whose cup He is emptying?
11549the darling tiny creature!--a girl?
11549why not speak only of our God and Redeemer?
11549will they melt like lead?
11549était- ce mal?
35706''How did you make it in Memphis?'' 35706 A plan that you should keep a shop, Mamma?
35706Afraid?
35706Alice?
35706And Jack?
35706And suppose we are just ready for dinner or tea? 35706 And then what, Robert?"
35706And what about company, ma''am?
35706And what do you think of Mr. Dodd, Mamma?
35706And what is_ vision_?
35706And what of your preparations, Robert?
35706And what then, Doctor?
35706And what will you do, Amelia?
35706And you never told me?
35706And you were on the sofa all the time?
35706And you, Lilly, what do you say?
35706And you, Mamma?
35706Ann, why do men get so much more praise than women, and why are they so much more thought of?
35706Any parcels, valises, or bandboxes?
35706Anything else?
35706Are they whalers now?
35706Are we going to it, Mother?
35706Are you going to turn Catholic after all?
35706Are you ill, dear Robert?
35706Are you really willing to leave Scotland, Milly?
35706At the middle of August? 35706 Barr,"he asked,"what is the matter?"
35706But if Texas should become a republic again?
35706But we are traveling alone,continued Robert,"and how can we proceed?"
35706But what is the use of growing corn, when we can not have horses?
35706But why not go to God for advice?
35706But why?
35706But you can do it, Robert?
35706But, Robert, if talking about him, was also talking about yourself?
35706But, Robert,I asked timidly,"have you money enough for such a change?"
35706But,I asked,"can we afford it?
35706Can you explain it to me, Robert?
35706Can you not tell me some of them?
35706Can you, dear?
35706Canada? 35706 Dear Robert, are you sick?"
35706Debt?
35706Did Father tell you so?
35706Did he give it to you?
35706Did he return the smile?
35706Did not Uncle Bell leave you some money, Mother?
35706Do n''t say unpleasant things, Milly,was Robert''s reply, and I was silent until he added,"We can not go to India now, I suppose?"
35706Do n''t you like my uncle, Ann? 35706 Do n''t you see that you are teaching the child, before she is two years old, that money is a_ thing to play with_?
35706Do you call Father B---- an angel? 35706 Do you know any one who can?"
35706Do you know the days and hours when the mail coach is due at this terminus?
35706Do you know what it means?
35706Do you mean to go through all those articles?
35706Do you remember in what chapter?
35706Do you think he will care to see me?
35706Do you think such a calamity as this is the work of evil spirits, Robert?
35706Do you think the child should be left?
35706Do you trust him?
35706Dying?
35706For when I drank of that divinest anguish, How could I taste the empty world again?
35706Has he been here long, Robert?
35706Have you any doubt, Robert?
35706Have you anything left, that is your own?
35706Have you anything to do with him? 35706 Have you decided to rent it, Robert?"
35706Have you thought of this necessity, my dears?
35706He is coming, then?
35706How I free then?
35706How can I tell? 35706 How can I?
35706How can it be?
35706How can the journey be continued?
35706How could I tell? 35706 How much did they amount to, Mother?"
35706How would you arrange it?
35706How?
35706How?
35706I shall reach Kendal on Tuesday afternoon, and you, Robert, when?
35706I should like to pay it back, but if I should die, would my father have to pay it for me?
35706If there is a finger- post on the sea sands with the word''danger''on it, is it necessary to say what kind of danger? 35706 If you hold such opinions, Milly, you must also believe that angels still retain human feelings?"
35706In Memphis, Robert?
35706Is he a religious man?
35706Is he a soldier now?
35706Is he anything like A----?
35706Is he dying?
35706Is he nice looking?
35706Is he nice?
35706Is he pleasant? 35706 Is it business?"
35706Is it safe to return to New Orleans?
35706Is she_ very_ dark?
35706Is that a Scotch superstition?
35706Is that all, Robert?
35706Is that all?
35706Is that for, or against them?
35706Is there a deil to hold? 35706 Is there anything right with the man now?
35706Mr. Curtis would not renew his offer, I suppose?
35706Need I go?
35706Not that little house with a Spanish dagger in the strip of ground before it?
35706Novels?
35706Now what can a fellow know about almanacs?
35706O Strong Soul, by what shore Tarriest thou now? 35706 Of an empty house?"
35706Or like B----?
35706Or will this dwelling be suitable?
35706Really?
35706Robert,I asked,"what kind of a ship is this?
35706Shall I have to move?
35706So you are Amelia?
35706Suppose they had not approved it?
35706Thank Mr. Howard for me,I said,"and you?"
35706The Acheron, Milly?
35706The Board will also allow you five pounds for traveling expenses, but----"Yes, Dr. Farrar, but what?
35706The Governor?
35706The Salvation Army?
35706Then I am for Women''s Suffrage?
35706Then Mollie is rich?
35706Then it is not a revised Testament?
35706Then like F----?
35706Then she went to New York, I suppose?
35706Then that man is here? 35706 Then what of those who are not heirs of salvation?"
35706Then where shall we go?
35706Then why do women attempt them?
35706Then you do n''t approve of the movement?
35706Then, Miss, where will your Arminianism be? 35706 Then, Robert?"
35706There are three children,she said,"and God willing there may be four, and where are we to sleep them all?"
35706To an American?
35706Very sick?
35706Was Father angry?
35706Was it Dr. Litten,I asked,"who operated?"
35706Was it a trance, Robert?
35706Was it your doing, Milly?
35706We are going to live among heroes,I said;"and, O Robert, after a life among weavers and traders, will not that be a great experience?"
35706Well then, if a woman is insulted by a woman, what can she do?
35706Well, Mary,he said,"is it from your brother?
35706Well, then, Lilly, have you any idea as to what we can do?
35706West, I suppose?
35706What about?
35706What did Mother say, Ann?
35706What did she say?
35706What do you call well- to- do?
35706What do you say to the United States?
35706What do you say, Mary, to this plan?
35706What do you think of them?
35706What does Father mean?
35706What else?
35706What for, Jane?
35706What for?
35706What is Mrs. Peacock doing here?
35706What is it that you teach?
35706What is she doing?
35706What is that?
35706What is the good of talking nonsense?
35706What is the trouble, my friend?
35706What is there to know about them anyhow? 35706 What is''sequestered''?"
35706What kind of a man is Booth?
35706What kind of a young man? 35706 What kind of people?"
35706What punishment? 35706 What way would I do that?"
35706What will you do with yourself?
35706What will your husband say?
35706What would you do? 35706 What would you have said, if in my place?"
35706When dem Yankees coming, Miss Milly?
35706Where are you going to?
35706Where is he now?
35706Where is it?
35706Where is that?
35706Where is the contract?
35706Where is your home?
35706Which shall it be, Milly?
35706Whittling in church, and the Senate House?
35706Who is Louis Klopsch?
35706Who taught you those words, Milly?
35706Whom do you belong to?
35706Why Memphis?
35706Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
35706Why did you do that, Lucille?
35706Why did you tell him tomorrow?
35706Why not? 35706 Why not?"
35706Why not?
35706Why not?
35706Why will you think wrong of Frank, Mamma?
35706Why? 35706 Will you buy it?"
35706Will you hire yourself to me, Harriet? 35706 Will you not dress first?"
35706Will you remain in Reading?
35706Will you repeat them?
35706Will you rest?
35706Yes,said Jane,"and what did Miss Berners do?"
35706You can maybe find a boarding- house?
35706You do not wish to tell me?
35706You dreamed this?
35706You love me, dear?
35706You must have a good deal of money saved, Robert?
35706You saw all this, Milly, while he was here a short hour or two?
35706You talk of course?
35706You think it will be a success?
35706''It is your fault,''he continued,''whatna for, did you buy Alexander Hastie''s business, if you didna ken how to run it?
35706After you have packed the boxes on Tuesday, what then?"
35706Alexander, also, but you, dear Mamma?"
35706And I add with emphatic undercrossing,"How does he know anything about me?
35706And how could the thin strips of wood be made to bend and to take that impression?
35706And the first words the dying boy uttered were,"Papa, what is the matter with my brother?"
35706And there is no stable to it, and what about the ponies?"
35706And what strange link was there between the room in which I slept, and the man who died?
35706And why did I see it?
35706And why should we not come back as often as we are capable of acquiring fresh knowledge and experience?
35706And why was it shown to me when as yet it was not?
35706And you?"
35706Are there not memories between us set, No later love, no future days can know?
35706Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister to those who are the heirs of salvation?"
35706Are they not right words, Father?"
35706Are they not written in the books of the historians, and in my own novel,"Remember the Alamo"?
35706Are you going to be his next victim?"
35706Are you going to give it up because it is difficult?
35706Are you really so ill, Will?"
35706Are you sick?"
35706As I was leaving he asked,"Have you money enough to take you to London?"
35706As soon as I saw him, I knew there was trouble, and I said,"What is it, Robert?"
35706As soon as this was done I said,"I want some night clothing out, Robert; will you hold_ Lilly_ for a few minutes?"
35706At first the songs were comic, such as the"Laird o''Cockpen,"or"O Johnnie Cope, Are You Waking Yet?
35706Australia?"
35706Barr?"
35706Blair?"
35706Booth?"
35706But all the same he never forgets certain days-- you remember?"
35706But as I walked through the rooms, an indefinable repugnance took possession of me, and I asked Robert if he knew who had been living in it?
35706But does the forgetting of any sinful act, absolve us from its consequences?
35706But how could I explain so complex a feeling to Ann, when I could not even understand it myself?
35706But if it had come true, what then?
35706But the scene was not cheerful; how could it be, after a steady, soft rain from morning to night?
35706But where on this earth shall the mortal be found, who is free of all trouble?
35706But why Lilly?"
35706But--"and I looked doubtfully at him--"but this course of instruction, will it cost much money?"
35706CHAPTER XXII THE LATEST GOSPEL: KNOW THY WORK AND DO IT"What is our Life?
35706Can I write?
35706Chesterton calls Christ''s counsel to"take no thought, saying, What shall we eat?
35706Civil, of course, but she never once spoke of their Saturday evenings, or asked,"When are you coming to see us?"
35706D----?"
35706DEAR MRS. BARR: What shall I say of your book?
35706Dare any one declare that God has ceased to speak to man?
35706Did I write any more poetry?
35706Did you see Clarke''s handkerchief?"
35706Do n''t you think so?"
35706Do n''t you want your own home, Mamma?"
35706Do they not make each sighing, trembling string A mighty link?
35706Do they remember Nilus yet?
35706Do we carry away so much from one life, that there is nothing left to repay us for coming back?
35706Do you know where we can rent anything as comfortable?"
35706Do you know where you are going?"
35706Do you not know that throwing back the hair from the brow, reveals whatever is good in you?"
35706Do you see the man?"
35706Do you think Father will spare me?"
35706Do you think I can write?"
35706Do you think they have forgotten the place of their sins and cruelties?
35706Does grain of wheat, or seed of flower, Hold still a memory Of happy English harvest homes On many a pleasant lea?
35706Does it matter, Milly?"
35706Does she see the lifted hand?
35706Father asked if all was well with him?
35706For fear I should forget?
35706For how could such little ones come unto Him, if there were none to show the way?
35706From that hour Archie grew steadily worse and when Dr. Bacon called the following afternoon, I said,"He is very ill, Doctor?"
35706Greek girls with mingled wreaths of wheat And poppies in their hair?
35706Had I not been lauding this bit of Texas as an outskirt of Paradise all afternoon?
35706Had I not done it all the years of her life?
35706Had the master died in that room?
35706Hall?"
35706Hall?"
35706Ham''s daughters dusky fair?
35706Handsome?"
35706Happiness?
35706Has He failed me ever since?
35706Have I not sat, and talked, and played around his grave in Penrith churchyard?
35706Have we not all of us, at some time in our lives, said ill- omened words, which we would gladly have recalled, if it had been possible?
35706Have we sufficient money to return to New York?"
35706Have you come home at last?"
35706He had already taken me from my father, my mother, my sisters, and my home; the friends of my youth, the land of my birth, what, and where next?
35706He looked at me inquiringly, and said,"_ Lilly!_ Is it to be that?
35706He looked at them and asked,"Does your father know, Amelia?"
35706He readily understood the position, and inquired next if we intended to return to Memphis, as soon as it was safe to do so?
35706He turned as we entered, and Mrs. Semple said,"Weel, Robert, how''s a''with you?"
35706He was spent of breath, and could hardly speak, but, after a mouthful of water, he gasped out,"How-- long--''fore Chris''mas, Missis?"
35706Here was another stepping- stone towards destiny: where would it lead me?
35706His smithy is dirty and dark enough, And he is dirty and glum; When a man is beating iron bars, What can he be but dumb?
35706How can the noble American male bear to see it?
35706How can we go into two or three rooms with five little children?
35706How can we tell what subtle lines run between spirit and spirit?
35706How did the women amuse themselves?
35706How long have you known John Humphreys?"
35706How then could I see it in my dreams?
35706How was I to finish it?
35706How was I to provide for myself?
35706How would you like it?"
35706How would you like to realize your idea?"
35706How?
35706I could feel their soft kisses on my hands and face, and I finally found strength to ask Mary,"How are Calvin and Alice?"
35706I have been fit to drop with work ever since you went away, Amelia, and who cares?
35706I laughed a little and asked,"Did you expect marriage to make me ugly and old, Jane?"
35706I looked at her inquiringly, but did not speak, and she asked,"Do you know what is in it?"
35706I saw dissent on Lilly''s face, and I asked,"Is that your opinion also, Lilly?"
35706I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction.... Was thy wrath against the sea, that thou didst ride upon thine horses and thy chariots of salvation?...
35706I thought he did not listen with his usual sympathy, and I asked"if he thought we had done wrong to come away without her knowledge?"
35706I told him that I would like it better than anything else in the world, and then I asked,"Would you like me to come?"
35706I told him, and then asked,"Why do you want to know?"
35706I was never a crying child, and my teacher was astonished, and asked me rather sternly,"What is the matter with you, Amelia?
35706If not, for whom were these scented airs, in the glimmering of the summer twilight?
35706If she notices that I am anxious, and I say,"I am a little troubled,"she asks if I have"told God about the trouble?"
35706If she works, we may, if God wills, reach our harbor in safety----""And if not, Captain?"
35706Illingworth?"
35706In Chicago?"
35706India?
35706Into which of these rooms was He going?
35706Is he not?"
35706Is it interesting?
35706Is it not all written in Knight''s and many other histories at every one''s hand?
35706Is it not strange, dear?"
35706Is it too late now?"
35706Is it worth while?
35706Is my work really going to be printed?
35706Is the soul as inert and dead as the body appears to be?
35706Is there any holier Trinity than this?
35706Is there any more plebeian occupation?
35706Is there much to pack, Milly?"
35706Is there something they must not tell?
35706It is the proper thing to do, I suppose?"
35706It was always the old antiphony of love:"I love you, sweet, how can you ever learn How much I love you?"
35706It was, however, a kind of work it was pleasant to loiter over, and after talking awhile Ann said,"What did Mrs. Huddleston say about her brother?"
35706Leaning over the taffrail, that evening he came to me and asked how I liked his sermon?
35706Lilly asked"Why do you not sue him, Mary?
35706Lilly noticed it in my hand, and asked where it was from?
35706Mr. Sykes had approved the locality, and it suited my library wants perfectly, but now I asked Mary, if she thought we ought to see about a change?
35706Mr. Willis says you have three daughters; how old are they?"
35706Now, how is it, that the very same circumstances are not always equally pleasant?
35706Now,"Who forged that other influence?
35706Oh, why had I not done these things?
35706One day I asked her,"Why?"
35706Or fair Judean maids at morn Gleaning among the yellow corn?
35706Or is it all dollars and cents?"
35706Or shall we go on?"
35706Or were you dropped from o''er the crystal bars, Filled with the perfume of celestial psalms?
35706R----?"
35706Robert repeated this speech to me with certain Texan interjections I need not insert, and I asked,"Will you go with him?"
35706Shall we give up our lives to a ceaseless, contemptible struggle, that brings us neither money nor respect?
35706Shall we stay in Chicago?
35706Shall we turn back now?
35706She has not a feeling in common with them, and how can she defend herself against innuendoes?
35706She looked at me suspiciously, and said,"Who put it up there?"
35706She looked at them, and then at me, and asked,"Do you like that acquaintanceship?"
35706She opened her eyes, and looked sadly at me and I asked,"Is it worth while continuing the fight?
35706She was such a tender little soul, if she stumbled in the river who would care for her?
35706So I did not speak, and he asked,"Are you not pleased, Milly?"
35706So clever, so witty, so good- hearted, what has become of such a rare man?
35706So what chance had I against a lover of such manifold attractions?
35706So, my dear, we have enough, and even a little to spare; what more does a child of God want?"
35706Something must be done, but what?
35706Sometimes he brought it to us, and we always listened and answered,"Is that possible, Sultan?"
35706Sometimes he took me with him into the Cloth Hall; sometimes also men would say,"Why, Jonathan, whose little lass is that?"
35706Such a Dutchman as_ Joris_ was not natural, and was I sure that_ Lady Godon_ and her set spoke English as I had represented them?
35706Suppose we try it?"
35706That I can hold within my small white palm?
35706That was a ceremony always observed in the North of England, when the master died, but what made me dream of it that night?
35706The beautiful, the loved, where are they all?
35706The shawl was of wonderful beauty and of great value, but what girl of nineteen would now wear a shawl?
35706The_ Atlantic_ sails about four in the afternoon; do you understand?"
35706Then Ann came in and lifted the beeswax, and was going away when Father said,"Where is your mistress, Ann?"
35706Then He said to me,"Am I not sufficient?"
35706Then I asked anxiously,"The children?"
35706Then I dreamed a dream, and when I awakened from it I said softly,"Are you sleeping, Robert?"
35706Then I said,"Mary, what in your opinion is the best thing to try?"
35706Then Mrs. Smith came to my room, and she had a letter in her hand,"It is for you,"she said pleasantly,"and, what do you think?
35706Then after another tug with the straps she looked up, her face aglow and asked,"Things do n''t_ stay_ wrong, do they?
35706Then he laughed, and, clasping my hand, asked,"How many trunks have you?"
35706Then he leaped to his feet, and his face was shining, and he kissed me tenderly,"Where shall we go?"
35706Then why not give Him the same child- like confidence and affection?
35706Then why should we despise their teaching?
35706They have the use of their eyes and ears; they can feel and taste and touch, why can they not speak?
35706To what school was I to go next?
35706Towards the end of March Mr. Stone of Chicago wrote to me for a novel, and I sold him"Was It Right to Forgive?"
35706Truly in real life it is apparently so, but if fiction does not show us a better life than reality, what is the good of it?
35706Undoubtedly it was an exaggeration of even the Congo type, but why did I cry at the sight of it?
35706Was I happy while thus busy?
35706Was I not happy?
35706Was a fragrance so rich and rare wasted?
35706We are not fashionable people; why should we go to a fashionable street?"
35706We asked a young man who had been shooting game in Canada,"Where is Louisiana?"
35706We loved each other better than ever before; what had caused the change?
35706We may, and do, attribute much to means, but what are all means without His sanction, and His blessing?
35706What about Memphis?
35706What are your own plans?"
35706What can you do?"
35706What did Houston say?"
35706What did he say?"
35706What did you dream last night?"
35706What do you think of doing?"
35706What do you think?
35706What does he say?"
35706What does it mean?"
35706What does reincarnation demand of us?
35706What does that man know about trembling shy little girls?"
35706What frightened you?"
35706What has happened, William?"
35706What is the lesson we learn night after night from this condition?
35706What is the matter now?
35706What kind of a girl are you?
35706What says Madame?"
35706What scientist can yet disclose, how the green bud becomes the rose?
35706What shall we do?
35706What telluric, or extra- telluric influence,_ can govern thought_?"
35706What then, ma''am?"
35706What then?
35706What time did he go?"
35706What were all the royal palaces, and ancient castles, and wizard towers to me?
35706What were we to do?
35706What will you do now?"
35706What will you do then?"
35706What will you take for it?"
35706When he went away, I looked steadily at Robert and asked,"Will you wait until tomorrow?"
35706When she came in the morning, I said to her,"Why did you go home last night, Gertrude?"
35706Where do you get such ideas?"
35706Where do_ you_ come from?"
35706Where does the light of dreams come from?
35706Where had I seen this kind of exhibition before?
35706Where is it?"
35706Where is it?"
35706Where is the Cartmel place?"
35706Where then will you go?
35706Where was I?
35706Where was their patriotism then?
35706Who can tell?
35706Who can tell?
35706Who can tell?"
35706Who has not been amazed at the persistency with which a coin, a key, a button, a pebble picked up and put in the pocket, stays there?
35706Who has not suffered and rejoiced in dreams, with an intensity impossible to their waking hours?
35706Who has not then striven with things impossible and accomplished them without any feeling of surprise?
35706Who is General Waul?"
35706Who is to make the butter?
35706Who would take his place?
35706Whom must I go to now, that it was near midnight?
35706Why did I cry?
35706Why did you come in?"
35706Why did you come?
35706Why do I believe it?
35706Why do they do it?
35706Why do they not talk?
35706Why else should Christ have descended into hell to preach to the spirits in prison there?
35706Why had it come to me at this hour?
35706Why not buy it?
35706Why not stop it?"
35706Why should I annoy you by speaking of him?"
35706Why that date?"
35706Why then think about it?
35706Why was God so hard to me?
35706Why were the blinds not broken to pieces by three blows from a hand like that?
35706Why were they not present?
35706Why, then, write the book?
35706Why?
35706Will any one tell me what is the influence they exert over many and widely different personalities?
35706Will it begin soon?"
35706Will that be satisfactory?''
35706Will they not learn to talk, until they have forgotten it?
35706Will you buy it?"
35706Will you come to Richmond farm with me?"
35706Will you give me a cup of tea now?"
35706Will you go to the frontier?"
35706Will you have a cup of tea, and will you stay all night?"
35706Will you hire yourself to me?"
35706Will you let me?"
35706Will you like to write for him?"
35706Will you not dress a little for the evening?
35706Will you return to England?
35706Will you take half?"
35706Will you try it?''
35706Will you try one?"
35706Wo n''t that be best?''
35706Would God be less kind to us than we were to them?
35706Would Texas indeed give a future to our mistaken past?
35706Would he care?
35706Would he remember?
35706Would it have been good for me to know this?
35706Would you go to God with them?"
35706Would you like to do that?"
35706You can live on that, I should say?"
35706You do not quarrel with any one else, why can not you two agree?"
35706You have heard me speak of Ann Oddy?"
35706You know about your Uncle Bell, do you not?"
35706You know some ministers have given up the idea of personal devil,"I said; and I quite anticipated_ the look_ I got in reply,"Have they?
35706You know that, do n''t you, Mamma?"
35706You know who I mean?"
35706You must have noticed him?"
35706You will get your business here back soon, will you not?"
35706Your silk gown was bought and made in London, and you have some lovely English lace, what can you want more?"
35706_ Ten years?_ When I was alone, I could not help a few regretful tears, but alas!
35706_ Who_ had been watching me through the long night hours?
35706_ Who_ had prevented it, and that in such a manner as should convince me that it was no mortal hand, and no mortal bolt that saved me?
35706and was I in the old garden, when I heard the news of his death?
35706and what kind of a way will he lead them?"
35706he continued,"and I think a marriage certificate will be the best diploma for you-- Reverend Dr. Barr''s son, is it not?"
35706he cried,"who are you, my little maid?"
35706on that bed?
35706or, What shall we drink?
35706or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?"
35706she cried,"Amelia, what are you doing?