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Page 256 - Royal cause, led to the subversion of the Throne, the Altar, and the Constitution, and for years plunged the nation into the horrors of anarchy and civil war, leaving a useful lesson to British Kings never to exceed the bounds of their just prerogative, and to British subjects never to swerve from the allegiance due to their legitimate monarch.
Page xii - Adnllam, into which the disappointed and the discontented have retired to set up their backs at every thing that is good and noble and worthy to be admired. There could not be a greater mistake. Nothing could be further from the truth. The qualification for admission to our Club is to be a wurTflng man in literature or art, and a good fellow. If a candidate answer these requirements he will be cordially received, come whence he may.
Page 110 - I gave the negro as much as I could afford, and the kind-hearted lan'lord did the same. I said: "Farewell, my colored fren, I wish you well, certainly. You are now as free as the eagle. Be like him and soar. But don't attempt to convert a Ethiopian person while his stummuck yearns for vittles. And you, ladies—I hope you are ready to help the poor and unfortunate at home, as you seem to help the poor and unfortunate abroad.
Page x - Hereupon a member called out, in a pure spirit of wantonness, The Savage. That keen sense of humour was again tickled. " The very thing ! " he exclaimed. " No one can say there is anything pretentious in assuming that name. If we accept Richard Savage as our godfather, it shows there is no pride about us ; if we mean that we are scevi, why then it will be a pleasant surprise for those who may join us to find the wigwam a lucus a non lucendo.'" And so in a frolicsome humour our little society was...
Page 256 - June MDCXLV between the Royalist Army commanded by His Majesty King Charles the First and the Parliamentary Forces Headed by the Generals Fairfax and Cromwell which terminated fatally for the Royal Cause led to the subversion of the Throne the altar and the constitution and for years plunged...
Page x - ... said Addison, another Johnson and a third Goldsmith, and at last a modest member suggested the Shakespeare. This was too much for the gravity of the company who perceived that the members were bent upon making themselves ridiculous. Who are we, they said, that we should take these great names in vain? If we must have a name let it be a modest one -one that signifies as little as possible.
Page ix - CoffeeHouse," and equally apart from the chilling splendour of a modern club. When about a dozen of the original members were assembled in the place selected for their meetings, it became a question what the Club should be called. Everyone in the room suggested a title. One said the " Addison," another the " Johnson," a third the " Goldsmith," and so forth ; and at last after we had run the whole gamut of famous literary names of the modern period, a modest member in the corner suggested the "Shakespeare.
Page 106 - Inasmuch as to which?" said the lan'lord. "You see this man?" said the female, pintin her umbreller at the negro gentleman. "Yes, marm, I see him." "Yes!" said the female, raisin her voice to a exceedin high pitch, "you see him, and he's your brother!
Page 107 - Have you," said middle-aged female No. 2, who was a quieter sort of person, " have you no sentiment — no poetry in your soul — no love for the beautiful ? Dost never go into the green fields to cull the beautiful flowers ?" " I not only never dost," said the landlord in an angry voice, " but I'll bet you five pound you can't bring a man as dares say I durst.
Page ix - A little band of authors, journalists, and artists felt the need of a place of reunion where, in their hours of leisure, they might gather together and enjoy each other's society, apart from the publicity of that which was known in Johnson's time as the ' coffee-house/ and equally apart from the chilling splendour of the modern club. When about a dozen of the original members were assembled in the place selected for their meetings, it became a question what the club should be called. Every one in...