Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Tom 34James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch J. Fraser, 1846 Contains the first printing of Sartor resartus, as well as other works by Thomas Carlyle. |
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Strona 522
... Westhorpe of yours is not fit for his work ? You have plenty of hands , I sup- pose ? " " Why yes , sir ; but the fact is , that our men have been a good deal worked lately , and as Westhorpe sent word this morning that he was ready to ...
... Westhorpe of yours is not fit for his work ? You have plenty of hands , I sup- pose ? " " Why yes , sir ; but the fact is , that our men have been a good deal worked lately , and as Westhorpe sent word this morning that he was ready to ...
Strona 523
... Westhorpe , " exclaimed the superintendent , " if this is the way you choose to treat your em- ployers , I can tell you that you shan't long be one of their employed , my fine fellow . " The engine - man muttered some- thing , I know ...
... Westhorpe , " exclaimed the superintendent , " if this is the way you choose to treat your em- ployers , I can tell you that you shan't long be one of their employed , my fine fellow . " The engine - man muttered some- thing , I know ...
Strona 524
... Westhorpe stood fidget- ing away with the engine , urging backwards and forwards the handles of the levers as they worked with the mechanism , as though he would increase their speed . He was never still for a moment , and kept con ...
... Westhorpe stood fidget- ing away with the engine , urging backwards and forwards the handles of the levers as they worked with the mechanism , as though he would increase their speed . He was never still for a moment , and kept con ...
Strona 525
... Westhorpe sprung - bounded round . " I heard you ! " he shouted ; “ I did ! Treachery , treachery ! -two to one ! But , come , come , come ! " There was a moment's pause : not one of the three stirred . Then I saw Jeffries ' hand ...
... Westhorpe sprung - bounded round . " I heard you ! " he shouted ; “ I did ! Treachery , treachery ! -two to one ! But , come , come , come ! " There was a moment's pause : not one of the three stirred . Then I saw Jeffries ' hand ...
Strona 526
... Westhorpe spoke with appa- rent languor and difficulty . 66 Particularly within the last three days ? " I resumed . He started back , and exclaimed fiercely , " Ill - no , not ill - drunk ! " " Drunk ! " I echoed , mechanically ; a ...
... Westhorpe spoke with appa- rent languor and difficulty . 66 Particularly within the last three days ? " I resumed . He started back , and exclaimed fiercely , " Ill - no , not ill - drunk ! " " Drunk ! " I echoed , mechanically ; a ...
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