Hot Corn: Life Scenes in New York Illustrated. Including the Story of Little Katy, Madalina, the Rag-picker's Daughter, Wild Maggie, &c. With Original Designs, Engraved by N. Orr
De Witt and Davenport, Publishers, 1854 - 408 Seiten
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Seite 179 - Oh! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet With the sky above my head, And the grass beneath my feet, For only one short hour To feel as I used to feel, Before I knew the woes of want And the walk that costs a meal!
Seite 249 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Seite 125 - Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright: at the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder. Thine eyes shall behold strange women, and thine heart shall utter perverse things...
Seite 306 - It may remain down for one or two or more years, what does it matter to the reader ? It is facts that he wants, he cares nothing for time, or which scene comes first. If the reader is a woman, she cares neither for time nor facts, so that the story is good. What next? Look in the next chapter CHAPTER XIV. NEW SCENES AND NEW CHARACTERS. " There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would man observingly distil it out.
Seite 388 - Hot corn, hot corn, here's your nice hot corn, smoking hot, smoking hot, just from the pot, all hot, hot, hot!
Seite 44 - What is faid in thia, will apply to everything similar. " Here's your nice Hot Corn, smoking hot, smoking hot, just from the pot !" Hour after hour one evening, as I sat over the desk, this cry came up in a soft, plaintive voice, under my window, which told me of one of the ways of the poor to eke out means of subsistence in this over-burdened, ill-fed, and worse-lodged home of misery — of so many without means, who are constantly crowding into the dirtiest purlieus of this notoriously dirty city,...
Seite 111 - the little sufferer we are going to see, fainted a few nights ago, and lay all night exposed to the rain, where she was found and beaten in the morning by her miserable mother, just then coming home from a night of debauch and licentiousness, with a man who would be ashamed to visit her in her habitation, or have 4 the world ' know that he consorted with a street wanderer.
Seite 258 - O God, is it possible!' she fell into my arms more dead than alive. ... I hope some day to have the pleasure of introducing you to Lady H . She is one of the best women in the world. She is an honour to her sex. Lady H intends writing to you. I saw her drift in a minute, coupling it with what was talked of. Modest Englishwomen do not so behave in public. But I saw also that this was the sure way to her hand on the helm with him. On that letter I might now endorse, "Here died all my hopes...
Seite 113 - Katy, darling," said the mother, "what is the matter?" "Where is he, mother? He is here. I heard him speak." "Yes, yes, sweet little innocent, he is here, kneeling by your bedside. There, lay down, you are very sick." "Only once, just once, let me put my arms around your neck, and kiss you, just as I used to kiss papa. I had a papa once, when we lived in the big house — there, there. Oh, I did want to see you, to thank you for the bread and...