Lady Merton, ColonistA.L. Burt, 1910 - 351 pàgines |
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Pàgina 208 - I have seen men destroyed by it. But it is Nature who is the witch. She brews the cup.' 'All very well for the men,' Elizabeth said, musing — 'and the strong men. About the women in this country I can't make up my mind.' 'You think of the drudgery, the domestic hardships? ' 'There are some ladies in the hotel, from British Columbia. They are in easy circumstances — and the daughter is dying of overwork! The husband has a large fruit farm, but they can get no service; the fruit rots on the ground;...
Pàgina 171 - Anderson started. With his eyes on the ground and his hands in his pockets, he inquired the reason for this opinion. "Arteries — first and foremost. It's a wonder they've held out so long, and then — a score of other things.
Pàgina 60 - the march of a new people to its home,' especially after she meets an attractive Canadian male, and says to a less enthusiastic Britisher, 'Don't you feel that we must get the natives to guide us - to put us in the way? It is only they who can really feel the poetry of it all.' She later says: ' We see the drama - we feel it - much more than they can who are in it,' and quotes Matthew Arnold: 'On to the bound of the waste - on to the City of God!
Pàgina 60 - ... despair, flee away. Ye move through the ranks, recall The stragglers, refresh the outworn, Praise, re-inspire the brave! Order, courage, return. Eyes rekindling, and prayers Follow your steps as ye go. Ye fill up the gaps in our files, Strengthen the wavering line, Stablish, continue our march, On, to the bound of the waste, On, to the City of God.
Pàgina 346 - ... shadow of the Old World seemed to be creeping across the radiant Canadian landscape. The same woes ? — the same weaknesses ? — the same problems of an unsound urban life? Her heart sank for a moment — only to provoke an instant reaction of cheerfulness. No! — in Canada the human will has still room to work, and is not yet choked by a jungle growth of interests. She waited for Anderson to come in, and meanwhile she warmed and comforted the mother. The poor girl looked round her in amazement...
Pàgina 255 - EM' Before the clock struck the half-hour, Elizabeth was already waiting for her guest, listening for every sound. She too had been awake half the night. When he came in she went up to him, with her quick tripping step, holding out both her hands; and he saw that her eyes were full of tears. 'I am so — so sorry 1
Pàgina 131 - ... eyes^ beheld a nobler fantasy of Nature than that composed by these snows and forests of Lake Louise; such rocks of opal and pearl; such dark gradations of splendour in calm water; such balanced intricacy and harmony in the building of this ice-palace that reared its majesty above the lake; such a beauty of subordinate and converging outline in the supporting mountains on either hand; as though the Earth Spirit had lingered on his work, finishing and caressing it in conscious joy. And in Elizabeth's...
Pàgina 220 - Humiliation and disappointment overshadowed him. Passionately, his whole soul turned to Elizabeth. He did not yet grasp all the bearings of what had happened. But he began to count the hours to the time when he should see her. CHAPTER XI A DAY of showers and breaking clouds — of sudden sunlight, and broad clefts of blue; a day when shreds of mist are lightly looped and meshed about the higher peaks of the Rockies and the Selkirks, dividing the forest world below from the ice world above. . . ....
Pàgina 126 - And you've never seen him since?" "Never." "You believe him dead?" " I know that he died — in the first Yukon rush of ten years ago. I tracked him there, shortly afterwards. He was probably "killed in a scuffle with some miners as drunken as himself.
Pàgina 291 - The parson heard him, and, with a twinkle in his eyes, turned and proposed to show the French Canadian the famous library of the house. The party melted away. Even Elizabeth had been summoned for some last word with Lord Waynflete on the subject of the opening of the Town Hall. Anderson was left alone. He looked...