The Career of a JournalistB. W. Dodge, 1908 - 529 pages |
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... lived , moved , and had his being , one who was destined to view all the heights of journalism . Thus reasoning , I could forgive them all for seem- ing to forget in a few days that I had written that essay . But I never forgot my own ...
... lived , moved , and had his being , one who was destined to view all the heights of journalism . Thus reasoning , I could forgive them all for seem- ing to forget in a few days that I had written that essay . But I never forgot my own ...
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... lived since infancy . And that city was destined to be the scene of my earliest efforts in journal- ism . I read newspapers in my waking hours , and dreamed newspapers throughout the night . I lost interest in everything else . I lurked ...
... lived since infancy . And that city was destined to be the scene of my earliest efforts in journal- ism . I read newspapers in my waking hours , and dreamed newspapers throughout the night . I lost interest in everything else . I lurked ...
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... lived only seventeen blocks distant . Locked in my room , I read till dawn , and read only the bottom part of the seventh column of the seventh page . The next afternoon I returned to duty heavy - eyed , but happy . At last I was a real ...
... lived only seventeen blocks distant . Locked in my room , I read till dawn , and read only the bottom part of the seventh column of the seventh page . The next afternoon I returned to duty heavy - eyed , but happy . At last I was a real ...
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... lived in a town about seventy miles distant . This journalist made it a rule to play until daylight every Sunday morning , when he would take a train for his parents ' home . He would arrive there in time to attend religious services ...
... lived in a town about seventy miles distant . This journalist made it a rule to play until daylight every Sunday morning , when he would take a train for his parents ' home . He would arrive there in time to attend religious services ...
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... lived in a small Kansas town . One letter was from a brother . It told of his doubts of her - of stories he had heard but would not yet believe . He demanded the truth at once . Another letter was from her mother . It was full of ...
... lived in a small Kansas town . One letter was from a brother . It told of his doubts of her - of stories he had heard but would not yet believe . He demanded the truth at once . Another letter was from her mother . It was full of ...
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Page 412 - MASTER of human destinies am I! Fame, love, and fortune on my footsteps wait. Cities and fields I walk; I penetrate Deserts and seas remote, and passing by Hovel and mart and palace — soon or late I knock unbidden once at every gate! If sleeping, wake — if feasting, rise before I turn away. It is the hour of fate, . And they who follow me reach every state Mortals desire, and conquer every foe...
Page 448 - THE work of Dr. Nares has filled us with astonishment similar to that which Captain Lemuel Gulliver felt when first he landed in Brobdingnag, and saw corn as high as the oaks in the New Forest, thimbles as large as buckets, and wrens of the bulk of turkeys. The whole book, and every component part of it, is on a gigantic scale. The title is as long as an ordinary preface : the prefatory matter would furnish out an ordinary book ; and the book contains as much reading as an ordinary library.
Page 85 - Kinsmen, hail ! We severed have been too long : Now let us have done with a worn-out tale. The tale of an ancient wrong. And our friendship last long as love doth last, and be stronger than death is strong.' " Answer them, sons of the self-same race. And blood of the self-same clan ; Let us speak with each other, face to face. And answer as man to man. And loyally love and trust each other as none but free men can.
Page 36 - O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd as you see, with traitors.
Page 85 - Tis a proud, free People calling loud To a People proud and free. "And it says to them, ' Kinsmen, hail! We severed have been too long; Now let us have done with a worn-out tale, The tale of an ancient wrong, And our friendship last long as Love doth last. And be stronger than Death is strong.
Page 493 - Covent Garden. Look ! here comes the Foreign Express galloping in. They will be able to give news to Downing Street tomorrow : funds will rise or fall, fortunes be made or lost ; Lord B. will get up, and, holding the paper in his hand, and seeing the noble Marquis in his place, will make a great speech ; and — Mr.
Page 125 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Page 57 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Page 424 - It was soon discovered that the forms of a free, and the ends of an arbitrary, government, were things not altogether incompatible. The power of the crown, almost dead and rotten as Prerogative, has grown up anew, with much more strength, and far less odium, under the name of Influence. An influence, which operated without...
Page 373 - Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!" Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay: Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay? On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!