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Page 267 - PADDY dear, and did you hear the news that's going round? The shamrock is forbid by law to grow on Irish ground ; St. Patrick's day no more we'll keep, his colours can't be seen, For there's a bloody law agin the wearing of the green. I met with Napper Tandy, and he took me by the hand, And he said, ' How's poor old Ireland, and how does she stand?
Page 34 - It was dark enough there by the window for her to slip her hand into that of Neil, who had been musing silently on the crowd. " I can never say again," she said softly, " that those people are not worth sacrifice. They are worth all; they are everything; they are the hope of the world; and their longings and their needs, and the possibility of bringing them to pass, are all that give significance to life." " That's what America is for...
Page 101 - Mr. Speaker, I am directed to inform the house that the senate has passed senate bill No. 106...
Page 11 - Oh, you don't want to see it; it's no good." "Is it of— him ?" she had asked. And when he nodded she had gone away without another word. Now, as he hurried through the crowded streets, he was conscious that it was no good, indeed ; and he was divided between the artist's regret and the friend's joy in the fact. But it made him tremble. Was his hand to forget its cunning? And...
Page 24 - What did you say, sir?" he demanded. Burns thrust his red face, with its prognathic jaw, menacingly toward Kittrell. "I said that in you we'd got a gold brick." "You ?" said Kittrell. "What have you to do with it? I don't work for you." "You don't ? Well, I guess it's us that puts up — " "Gentlemen ! Gentlemen !" said Glenn, waving a white, pacificatory hand. "Yes, let me deal with this, if you please," said Benson, looking hard at Burns.
Page 14 - ... other hats in the throng that filled the sidewalk ; and Kittrell sighed in deep depression. When he turned in his cartoon, Benson scanned it a moment, cocked his head this side and that, puffed his briar pipe, and finally said: " I'm afraid this is hardly up to you. This figure of Clayton, here — it hasn't got the stuff in it. You want to show him as he is. We want the people to know what a fourflushing, hypocritical, demagogical blatherskite he is — with all his rot about the people and...
Page 267 - I met with Napper Tandy, and he took me by the hand, And he said, ' How's poor old Ireland, and how does she stand ? ' She's the most distressful country that ever yet was seen, They are hanging men and women for the wearing of the Green.
Page 12 - Of course you know," Kittrell went on nervously, "there is nothing personal in this. We newspaper fellows simply do what we are told ; we obey orders like soldiers, you know. With the policy of the paper we have nothing to do. Just like Dick Jennings, who was a red-hot free-trader and used to write free-trade editorials for the Times — he went over to the Telegraph, you remember, and writes all those protection arguments." The mayor did not seem to be interested in Dick Jennings, or in the ethics...
Page 27 - It was fine before," she said presently; " it's better now. Before it was a portrait of the man; this shows his soul." " Well, it's how he looks to me," said Neil, " after a month in which to appreciate him." " But what," she said, stooping and peering at the edge of the drawing, where, despite much knife-scraping, vague figures appeared, " what's that? " " Oh, I'm ashamed to tell you,
Page 28 - I'm ashamed to tell you," he said. "I'll have to paste over that before it's electrotyped. You see, I had a notion of putting in the gang, and I drew four little figures — Benson, Burns, Salton and Glenn; they were plotting — oh, it was foolish and unworthy. I decided I didn't want anything of hatred in it — just as he wouldn't want anything of hatred in it ; so I rubbed them out.