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...darkness of the night, which had so suddenly come to an end. But I was long in comprehending what had passed. It seemed like being in another world, with the newness of awakened life and the radiance of a fresh spring day. I rose slowly and tried to think what had happened. Then, like a lightning-flash, the truth was revealed to me. Who had fired that revolver, and why did it make no noise? And where was Stephen? I looked about me in a bewildered way. There was no trace of the terrible contest I had witnessed the night...
...opened the bedroom door - ours was one of those rare Stoughton rooms which have a bedroom - and looked within. No sign of life; the bed unslept-in, undisturbed. What, then, had happened, if not the terrible tragedy that I was ready to think I had seen...
...cotemporary, in regard to a Shakspere Club, were not so well considered as that journal's editorial articles usually are. Possibly a society that numbers among its members Professors Furnivall and Dowden and our own Professor Child may be "a very erratic kite," but it is pardonable. perhaps, to think otherwise. It might be well for the Advocate to leave denunciation of that society in the hands of Mr. Swinburne, whose foulmouthed Billingsgate particularly fits him for the task. But it is not necessary that we should undertake its defence. The inoffensive item in the Crimson, that has unfortunately aroused...
...prize more highly than that of insight into human nature. To be a good judge of men is to be a great man, and this is a species of greatness which inspires awe. Now we do not believe in the propriety of the existence of great men. We think that all men should be equal. We do not care how the equality is brought about, whether by lowering the few or raising the many. In the problem we have to deal with, however, we believe that raising the many is the more practicable of the two alternatives. So we propose...
These last quotations show, I think, a pleasing contrast to the first. The poems from which they are taken have a sufficient excuse for existence, and to my untrained taste are better than many pieces that appear in our best magazines...