"With Brains, Sir"

Front Cover
Edmonston and Douglas, 1866 - Ballooning - 32 pages
 

Selected pages

Other editions - View all

Common terms and phrases

Popular passages

Page 27 - And still the tumult of the raging sea ; With that controlling power assist even me Those headlong furious passions to confine, For all unfit I feel my powers to be To rule their torrent in the allowed line ; O, aid me with Thy help, OMNIPOTENCE DIVINE...
Page 12 - And, as a fagot sparkles on the hearth, Not less if unattended and alone, Than when both young and old sit gathered round, And take delight in its activity, Even so this happy creature of herself Is all-sufficient; solitude to her Is blithe society; she fills the air With gladness and involuntary songs.
Page 12 - I saw almost every week, on the Wednesday; and we had much pleasant intimacy. I found the way to his heart by frequent scratching of his huge head, and an occasional bone. When I did not notice him he would plant himself straight before me, and stand wagging that bud of a tail, and looking up, with his head a little to the one side. His master I occasionally saw; he used to call me "Maister John," but was laconic as any Spartan.
Page 23 - DEDICATED TO MRS. H. CRAWFORD BY THE AUTHOR, MF Three turkeys fair their last have breathed, And now this world for ever leaved ; Their father, and their mother too, They sigh and weep as well as you ; Indeed, the rats their bones have crunched, Into eternity theire laanched. A direful death indeed they had, As wad put any parent mad ; But she was more than usual calm, She did not give a single dam.
Page 9 - Shakespearian dewlaps shaking as he goes. The Chicken makes straight at him, and fastens on his throat. To our astonishment, the great creature does nothing but stand still, hold himself up, and roar — yes, roar; a long, serious, remonstrative roar. How is this? Bob and I are up to them. He is muzzled!
Page 15 - I have said, he was brindled, and grey like Rubislaw granite ; his hair short, hard, and close, like a lion's ; his body thickset, like a little bull — a sort of compressed Hercules of a dog. He must have been ninety pounds...
Page 29 - AG," — sorted her, leaving that beautiful sealed face open to the heavens ; and then taking Jess by the head, he moved away. He did not notice me, neither did Rab, who presided behind the cart. I stood till they passed through the long shadow of the College, and turned up Nicolson Street.
Page 13 - ... carefully wrapped up,— the carrier leading the horse anxiously, and looking back. When he saw me, James (for his name was James Noble) made a curt and grotesque "boo," and said, " Maister John, this is the mistress ; she's got a trouble in her breest— some kind o
Page 18 - Don't think them heartless; they are neither better nor worse than you or I; they get over their professional horrors, and into their proper work — and in them pity — as an emotion, ending in itself or at best in tears and a longdrawn breath, lessens, while pity as a motive, is quickened, and gains power and purpose. It is well for poor human nature that it is so.
Page 23 - Ailie got worse ; began to wander in her mind, gently ; was more demonstrative in her ways to James, rapid in her questions, and sharp at times. He was vexed, and said, 'She was never that way afore, no, never.

Bibliographic information