Susan Hopley, Or, The Adventures of a Maid-servantW. Tait, 1842 - 280 pages |
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Page 238 - ... of the soil, who lived penuriously, and had as much as they could do to keep body and soul together. The book of Amos is full of allusions to the sufferings inflicted upon the poor by the hard-hearted aristocracy, by remorseless creditors, by avaricious and dishonest traders, by venal judges. Justice was sold to the highest bidder ; for the sake of some trifling article, the value of which he could...
Page 78 - In spite of his unpleasant situation, he had not sat long, before he fell into a doze, from which he was aroused by what appeared to him some movement of the person in the bed. Hastily he started up, and seizing the lamp, drew aside the curtain — but all was still as before. Again he spoke — but no sign of life was given ; so concluding it had been fancy, he once more composed himself in an easy chair, where, fatigue soon overcoming him, he fell into a sound sleep, from which he did not awaken...
Page 33 - Ill give you shelter for a few hours ; and 32 33 in the morning you can find your friend. There was a night in my life when if some charitable soul had done as much for me, I mightn't be the miserable wretch I am now. Come along !" And with that she turned and walked rapidly up the street, Susan keeping close by her side. As she was young, pretty, well dressed, and according to Susan's notions appeared to be a gentlewoman, the poor girl was so surprised at her last words, that she forgot everything...
Page 191 - The poor fellow was a young savant, pale, grave, and melancholy. It was said that he was in love with one of the servants of the auberge, which is rather strange, for to me a savant in love is a problem. How is it possible that the studies, the dull experiments, and minute observations which compose the life of a sage, can agree with the hope, disappointment, jealousy, rage, and loss of time which attend the tender passion?