..." I was quite sorry," said Miss Bernard, turning to Montague, " to hear -dinner' announced to day. You had so much the best of the argument that Mr....exclude every work of imagination, and leave that fine, that precious faculty of the mind, not merely uncultivated, but unexercised." " Mr. Mowbray's...

...he would still fight on with the tumps—like that of Widrington,— • —•" In doleful dumps, Who, when his legs were smitten off, Still fought upon his stumps." of arrogance; only it. was evident Bill Ncate was pleased that he had won the fight When it was over,...

...brings to our recollection ihe chivalrous events connected wiih Chevy-chase, and that talournus Knight, who " When his legs were smitten off, Still fought upon his stumps." The existence of such disorder is ascribed to the natural consequence of overloading the population...

...had lost both his feet, but still moved with activity on. his knees, like the warrior in Chevy Chace, who, " When his legs were smitten off, Still fought upon his stumps," came on board to dispose of a string of fish. One of the passengers, an European, whom we had picked...

...cut off, he would still fight on with the stumps — like that of WUdrington, — "In doleful dumps, Who, when his legs were smitten off, Still fought upon his stumps." one-horse vehicle scorned to ask his way, and drove right on to Bagshot instead of turning oft'atHounslow:...

...off, he would still fight on with the stumps — like that of Wildrington, — " In doleful dumps, Who, when his legs were smitten off, Still fought upon his stumps." course of your lives ! — When the Gas-man came to himself, the first words he uttered were, "Where...

...off, he would still fight on with the stumps — like that of Wildrington, — " In doleful dumps, Who, when his legs were smitten off, Still fought upon his stumps." course of your lives ! — When the Gas-man came to himself, the first words he uttered were, "Where...

...Northumbrian pride in his descent (collaterally) from that hero of Chevy Chase memory, the Widdrington, who " When his legs were smitten off. Still fought upon his stumps." One point of woman's taste which seemed in her instinctive like the other, Mrs. Brudenell quite failed...

...confuse our great warrior Wellington with the gallant though obscure Witherington in doleful dumps, who, When his legs were smitten off, Still fought upon his stumps. But although at the early age of sixty-five, alas ! almost in his 'salad' days for a statue, the Achilles...

...would still fight on with the stumps — like that of Widrington, — • — * In doleful dumps, \ Who, when his legs were smitten off Still fought upon his stumps.' them flew with the news of her husband's victory to the bosom of Mrs. Neate. Alas, for Mrs. Hickman...