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...last years of Romney's life were very sad. His health was broken, his intellect impaired, his powers gone. In 1798 he returned to his faithful and affectionate wife. She nursed him with tender care until he died in 1802. His remorse for deserting her was great and has been touchingly treated by Tennyson in his poem, "Remorse of Romney...
...grasp for the last time the gentle hand, to bear his final greeting to his friends. But as the door closed between us, though it closed forever upon the visible presence, it left impressed upon the heart an ideal image, destined to grow forever more majestic and alike more tender as it approached more closely to the real...
...retirement would be detrimental. - (a) It would substitute for legal tender money, that, which in times of a panic, creditors might refuse. - (b) It would simply add two more kinds of paper currency. - (1) Each new series of paper money followed by a crisis: Sumner 220. - (c) Sec. McCulloch tried to retire them and a panic ensued. - (d) In the last 16 years the government has saved 100 millions of dollars. - (e) No prospect of a surplus in the Treasury. - (f) We would come to a silver basis: Advertiser, Dec. 11. - (1) No paper of the government redeemable in gold...
...light of these resemblances some of us may think the characters much the same, only different editions of the same girl. But they are poignantly different. Viola was a tender, delicate creature, almost sentimental. Rosalind also had some sentiment, but with it was combined so much humor that it was rather lost sight of. She laughed on every occasion, perhaps because she was conscious of being the cause of so much laughter in others. Beatrice had little sentiment; just enough for a great lady, of which she is Shakspere's best type. In this she differed from Viola and Rosalind...
...Harvard Memorial Biographies' the story of the generous lives of our fellows dead in the war is told with pathetic and tender simplicity. Every page is inspiring. I read a few lines written by one of my own dear college friends, Peter Porter, sweet, high-minded, poetic, humorous, lovable comrade, scholar and gentleman. He was colonel of a New York regiment; he fell leading a charge at Cold Harbor. Before going to the war he made his will, and the words with which he began it seem to me sincerely characteristic of the spirit of modest self-conservation which...