The Strand Magazine, Volumen71

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G. Newnes, 1926

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Página 416 - Secretaries of organisations who could communicate with benevolent neutrals, who could extract accurate information from the most secretive of Hun prison commandants. Helen did and wrote and signed everything that was suggested or put before her. Once, on one of Michael's leaves, he had taken her over a munition factory, where she saw the progress of a shell from blank-iron to the all but finished article. It struck her at the time that the wretched thing was never left alone for a single second;...
Página 279 - When the drowsy world is dreaming, love ! Then awake ! — the heavens look bright, my dear, 'Tis never too late for delight, my dear, And the best of all ways To lengthen our days Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear.
Página 541 - An Object of Pity; or, the Man Haggard. A Romance. By Many Competent Hands. Imprinted at Amsterdam [Sydney, 1892.] I2mo.
Página 416 - The child herself came to the front-door weeping aloud, because Master Michael had often given her sweets. Helen, presently, found herself pulling down the house-blinds one after one with great care, and saying earnestly to each: "Missing always means dead." Then she took her place in the dreary procession that was impelled to go through an inevitable series of unprofitable emotions. The Rector, of course, preached hope and prophesied word, very soon, from a prison camp. Several friends, too, told...
Página 51 - ... going the rounds," unseen and speaking to nobody. But you knew he was there, watchful and vigilant, and felt that the safety of the ship was in capable hands; that God was in his Heaven, and all was right with the world.
Página 316 - He called me to him and I perceived that he was trembling with rage. ' You young brute ! ' he said, ' I'll see you in your grave before you shake your fists at me again.' Then he doubled his own and, striking me first on one side of the head and then on the other, knocked me all the way down the long room and finally over a chair into a heap of slates in a corner, where I lay a while almost senseless.
Página 4 - With a heart of furious fancies, Whereof I am commander : With a burning spear, And a horse of air, To the wilderness I wander ; With a knight of ghosts and shadows, I summoned am to Tourney : Ten leagues beyond The wide world's end ; Methinks it is no journey...
Página 492 - I pity the poor fellow who is so soft and flabby that he must always have "an atmosphere of good feeling" around him before he can do his work. There are such men. And in the end, unless they obtain enough mental and moral hardiness to lift them out of their soft reliance on "feeling,
Página 319 - The noise of course was tremendous, because everybody had plenty to say and was fully determined that it should not be hidden from the world. In the midst of all this hubbub sat my dearest mother — like an angel that had lost her way and found herself in pandemonium.
Página 440 - HAGGARD, — I have got as far as Sir Henry's duel with the king. Seldom have I read a book with so much pleasure : I think it perfectly delightful. The question is, what is the best, whereby I mean the coiniest, way to publish it ? As soon as possible I will find out what Harper's Boys' Magazine is able to do. I believe that all boys' magazines pay hopelessly badly. There is so much invention and imaginative power and knowledge of African character in your book that I almost prefer it to

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