Jack Sheppard: A Romance, المجلد 2Richard Bentley, 1839 - 557 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 63 - ... so many open cabinets ranged against the walls ; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes did not run in the ordinary channels. Trenchard was tempted to examine the contents of some of these cases, but a closer inspection made him recoil from them in disgust. In the one he approached was gathered together a vast assortment of weapons, each of which, as appeared from the ticket attached to it, had been used as an instrument of destruction. On this side was a razor...
الصفحة 262 - Just at the completion of the new jail, in 1780, it was assailed by the mob during the Gordon riots, fired, and greatly damaged. The devastations, however, were speedily made good, and, in two years more, it was finished. It is a cheering reflection, that in the present prison, with its clean, well-whitewashed, and well-ventilated wards, its airy courts, its infirmary, its improved regulations, and its humane and intelligent officers, many of the miseries of the old jail are removed. For these beneficial...
الصفحة 239 - Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. Her eyes glistened in the darkness — for light was only admitted through a small grated window — like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. Her arms and feet were uncovered, and of almost skeleton thinness. Her features were meagre,...
الصفحة 100 - I won't tell you what agony you have caused me — I won't reproach you. Only promise me to amend — to quit your vile companions — and I will forgive you — will bless you. Oh ! my dear, dear son, be warned in time. You are in the hands of a wicked, a terrible man, who will not stop till he has completed your destruction. Listen to your mother's prayers, and do not let her die broken-hearted.'" " It is too late," returned Jack, sullenly ; " I can't be honest if I would.
الصفحة 39 - Blueskin, encouraging the two women in their odious task, and plying his victim with the glass as often as he deemed it expedient to do so. By this time, he had apparently accomplished all he desired; for moving the bottle out of Jack's reach, he appropriated it entirely to his own use, leaving the devoted lad to the care of the females. Some few of the individuals seated at the other tables seemed to take an interest in the proceedings of Blueskin and his party, just as a bystander watches any other...
الصفحة 111 - ... now in very affluent circumstances. He stuck to the shop as long as it was necessary, and longer, in my opinion. When he left these premises, three years ago, I took them from him ; or rather — to deal frankly with you — he placed me in them rent-free ; for, I'm not ashamed to confess it, I've had losses, and heavy ones ; and, if it hadn't been for him, I don't know where I should have been. Mr. Wood, sir...
الصفحة 255 - Newgatestreet. Here the prisoners took exercise ; and a quaint, but striking picture has been left of their appearance when so engaged, by the author of the English Rogue. "At my first being acquainted with the place," says this writer, in the ' Miseries of a Prison,' " the prisoners, methought, walking up and down the Stone Hall, looked like so many wrecks upon the sea. Here the ribs of a thousand pounds beating against the Needles — those dangerous rocks, credulity ; here floated, to and fro,...
الصفحة 43 - What do you mean by calling me wretch, Madam!" she added marching up to Mrs. Sheppard, and regarding her with an insolent and threatening glance. "Yes — what do you mean, Ma'am?" added Jack, staggering after her. "Come with me, my love, come — come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. "He shan't go," cried Edgeworth Bess, holding him by the other hand. "Here, Poll, help me!" Thus exhorted, Mrs. Maggot lent her powerful aid, and, between the two, Jack was speedily...
الصفحة 21 - have you brought any tidings of Thames Darrell ?" "Troth have I!" replied Terence; "but, bless your angilic face, how did you contrive to guess that ?" " Is he well ?—is he safe ?—is he coming back," cried the little girl, disregarding the question. " He's in St. Giles's roundhouse," answered Terence;