John Halifax, Gentleman

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Harper & Brothers, 1903 - England - 485 pages
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John Halifax, Gentleman is an excellent study of a town's social caste system based upon wealth and religion and the effect that system had on one family and young man in particular. Read full review

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Page 416 - And babes, sweet-smiling babes, our bed. How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung ; To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue. And when with envy, time transported, Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Page 15 - I am the son of thy servant Jesse the Beth-lehemite. And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
Page 106 - His certain life, that never can deceive him, Is full of thousand sweets, and rich content : The smooth-leaved beeches in the field receive him With coolest shades, till...
Page 337 - I rose. As I passed the boys' room, Guy called out to me : "Halloa! Uncle Phineas, is it a fine morning? — for I want to go down into the wood and get a lot of beech-nuts and fir-cones for sister. It's her birth-day to-day, you know.
Page 94 - Jael had unbarred the door, let us in, and closed it again securely, mounting guard behind it with something that looked very like my father's pistols, though I would not discredit her among our peaceful society, by positively stating the fact. "Bravo!
Page 92 - And will not one man in the town help him; no constables — no law?" "Oh! he's a Quaker; the law don't help Quakers." That was the truth — the hard, grinding truth — in those days. Liberty, justice, were idle names to non-conformists of every kind; and all they knew of the glorious constitution of English law, was when its iron hand was turned against them. I had forgotten this; bitterly I remembered it now. So, wasting no more words, I flew along the church-yard, until I saw, shining against...
Page 105 - Thrice, oh! thrice happy, shepherd's life and state! When courts are happiness, unhappy pawns! His cottage low and safely humble gate Shuts out proud Fortune, with her scorns and fawns. No feared treason breaks his quiet sleep ; Singing all day, his flocks he learns to keep, Himself as innocent as are his simple sheep. No Serian worms he knows, that with their thread Draw out their silken lives — nor silken pride: His lambs...
Page 98 - Nothing but water. I'll have no drunkards rioting at my master's door." And either by chance or design, he let them hear the click of his pistol. But it was hardly needed. They were all cowed by a mightier weapon still — the best weapon a man can use — his own firm, indomitable will. At length all the food we had in the house was consumed. John told them so; and they believed him. Little enough, indeed, was sufficient for some of them; wasted with long famine, they turned sick and faint, and...
Page 99 - Only a few sat and ate like rational human beings ; and there was but one, the little, shrill-voiced man, who asked me if he might " tak' a bit o' bread to the old wench at home ? " John, hearing, turned, and for the first time noticed me. "Phineas, it was very wrong of you; but there is no danger now. " No, there was none — not even for Abel Fletcher's son. I stood safe by John's side, very happy, very proud. "Well, my men," he said, looking round with a smile, " have you had enough to eat ?
Page 86 - ... his failing strength seemed doubled and trebled. In an instant more he had got the bag half through the window, and the next sound we heard was its heavy splash in the river below. Flung into the river, the precious wheat, and in the very sight of the famished rioters ! A howl of fury and despair arose. Some plunged into the water ere the eddies left by the falling mass had ceased ; but it was too late. A sharp substance in the river's bed had cut the bag, and we saw thrown up to the surface,...

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