Word: backed
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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There is one point in the book which is positively disgraceful, and on which the writer is especially severe, and that is, the insertion of advertisements in the body of the book, and the printing of one on the back of a page devoted to the societies of the Law School. If the editors intended it as a directory of tradesmen, then this insertion of advertisements is perfectly proper; but as the ostensible purpose of the book is to afford students information regarding societies, etc., it is as unpardonable as it is unnecessary...
...Last year's crew and last year's burlesque actress; certificates of admission to half a dozen more or less popular societies; a French print of a grinning grisette; at best a third-rate Landseer or two, in which the dogs and the wilder beasts unconsciously lead your mind back to sporting matters, - that is all that you will probably discover, and your thoughts will not wander a dozen miles from your cigarette...
...figures which the old artists of Italy have left behind them cannot fail to arouse wondering thoughts of the minds which could conceive such forms, and of the thought which must have brought them into being. The splendid limbs of the marble relics of the ancients will carry you back to the days when men saw such limbs at every turn. The striking realism of the French pictures of the present day will remind you of hundreds of things which indolence will permit you neither to think for yourself, nor to dig out of the endless pages of a stupid...
...early dawn to look out of the one small window on a forest of chimneys and a waste of roofs, or perhaps on a mass of sombre blocks and lonely warehouses. But her room to a grisette is like a port for a vessel; she leaves it, she comes back to it, but she lives away front it. Every hard-earned dollar is spent in dress and a praiseworthy attempt to make herself comely and fascinating; she emerges from her room as a butterfly from its unpretending chrysalis, and hardly any one could imagine the plump little shop-girl that...
Still in the attic the same little looking-glass answers back the good-morning smile of the grisette, the same window is open for her last good-night to the blinking stars, and the same picture - a print of Washington that looks like a detected eavesdropper - stares out of its ghastly frame. But it is not the same thoughtless little grisette, although at first you might pardonably mistake her for our old friend. She has the same fresh face and piquant way, she measures out yard after yard of the identical shade of crimson as her predecessor...