Seen by the Spectator: Being a Selection of Rambling Papers First Printed in the Outlook, Under the Title The Spectator

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Outlook Company, 1902 - American essays - 262 pages
 

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Page 16 - There were two persons in front of me, mighty in bulk, but apparently too much absorbed in their own reflections to speak to each other. The train, as usual, stopped at Concord. Then one of the giants turned to the other, and lazily remarked, "Mr. Emerson, I hear, lives in this town.
Page 117 - The Spectator The Spectator suffered a severe shock yesterday, which has in a degree uprooted some of his most cherished illusions and set him a-pondering whether there is, after all, any law which it is never right to break. If you had asked the Spectator yesterday if it could ever be moral to deliberately sweep crumbs under a hearth-rug, he would have promptly and emphatically answered " No 1" To-day he could make no such reply.
Page 16 - Ye-as,' was the drawling rejoinder, 'and I understood that, in spite of his odd notions he is a man of con-sid-er-able propity.'" Among the many entertainments in honour of Thackeray was a dinner given by Charles M. Leupp, an opulent merchant, and a liberal patron of American art. In the course...
Page 88 - ... between hampering the work of professor or student and running into debt, they would unhesitatingly choose debt. As a matter of fact, it is not necessary. Baltimoreans came generously to the University's relief in time of need, and outside funds still supply the deficiency in its endowment income. They have millions for genuine research, but not one cent for show. The Spectator's strongest preconception of Johns Hopkins was that of a very solemn place. He expected to find the learned professors...
Page 81 - ... when they had ceased to care for reward in the strain and stress of the trial, suddenly the goals shone clear and close at hand in the soft afternoon air, and long cheers thundered about them, and flowers rained from friendly hands, and there were crowns of wild olive outstretched. The Spectator The Spectator's English friends are wont to jeer at our American fondness for semi and quarter centennials and anniversaries. No doubt it is a sign of the newness of our National life that we celebrate...
Page 138 - But the greatest thing of all that he learned was to appieciate in some dim and imperfect fashion the quality of service which Uncle Sam is getting from the men who are trained at West Point. All that the most eager civil service reformer hopes to accomplish in the post-office, the State Department, and the diplomatic service has long been a matter of course in the army. Thorough preparation, rigid discipline, promotion for proved merit, freedom from mercenary influence — these are characteristics...
Page 174 - The joy of the receiver infected the giver, and those two men beamed in each other's faces. The man who received the stamps took a card from his pocket and handed it to the man before him, saying, "That's my card. If ever I can do anything for you, call on me. I might be able to, and it would be a pleasure.
Page 48 - I've tried it, but I always come back. When the laurel bushes blossom here in the spring, it's the prettiest place I ever saw. Men ain't always to be trusted, but these hills are always just the same.
Page 81 - ... it is a sign of the newness of our National life that we celebrate so eagerly the lapse of inconsiderable intervals of time. Now and then, however, a quarter-century holds for some institution or other a record of achievement which it would be a crying shame not to celebrate. Such a quarter-century, the Spectator thinks, has just closed for Johns Hopkins University. In twentyfive brief years Johns Hopkins has not only so profoundly influenced the educational standards of America as practically...
Page 83 - A man of conspicuous scholarship, genial personality, and great executive ability ; a man familiar for years with every cog in the elaborate mechanism of the University, Dr. Remsen has slipped quietly into the place of the retired chief, and the University has gone through the crisis with never a jar. ® The Spectator well remembers his first introduction to the veteran President of Johns Hopkins. It was at a library party held one gusty September evening in a cozy cottage on the coast of Maine....

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