Word: sawing
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...rumor did not reach my ears to disturb me then. Besides, I do not doubt but my haggard and harassed appearance during these terrible days may not unjustly have given rise to some such indistinct suspicion. Be that as it may, here is the fact. I never saw Stephen Maymore again...
What she said I do not remember. Perhaps this whole dialogue does not seem worth remembering. I only know that when I came to talk of the separation about to come, I thought that she grew very sober; I thought I almost saw tears in her eyes. Never mind what I saw. I drew her trembling form closer to mine; and then I knew that we two must not part for ever...
...looked up and saw him! Oh! I saw him! I turned pale, and staggered back against the railing, trembling in every limb. For it was the face I had seen on that never-to-be-forgotten night; the face of Stephen Maymore's murderer...
...case of the Dining Hall there was not even a misunderstanding. He came there, not by the order of his superiors, not in his capacity as Bursar (for the Dining Association never entertained any official relation with such an individual), but as Mr. Allen Danforth, who saw a good chance of interfering again in an unauthorized manner with the free action of the students. When the Corporation vetoes a vote of the Directors, the students bow to their decision, however much they may regret it. The Corporation is the proper authority to veto the action of the Directors. But when...
...cannot find some more encouraging example. "Popping the Question" is a little descriptive piece, very prettily written. I saw it first in a book of selections, and did not suspect that it was written by a student. In a more serious vein is a piece called "Forebodings;" it is full of fine feeling, and called forth an answer from one of the professors. "The Old Professor" is a pathetic poem, and is well worth reading. "The Bells of Venice" is a fine piece. I will quote the last stanza...