Diana's Short Stories

The clockwork ticked steadily. Then the lantern went out and all the observatory was black. Woodhouse shifted his position presently, when the slow movement of the telescope had carried it beyond the limits of his comfort. He was watching a little group of stars in the Milky Way, in one of which his chief had seen or fancied a remarkable colour variability. 

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Another sort of game, less rough in character and more akin to our lacrosse, was possibly played with a lighter feather stuffed ball, in Greek,  sphaira, the Latin follis. In playing with the harpastum or the follis the main object was to drive your opponents to retreat behind their baseline, and in both styles, there was a good deal of running. 

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Whosoever may be adapted to any particular event or pursuit will assuredly have the star indicative thereof very potent in his nativity. If Virgo or Pisces be on the ascendant the native will create his own dignity; but if Aries or Libra be there he will cause his own death. Venus gives pleasure to the native in that part of the body which may be ruled by the sign she occupies. It is the same with other stars.

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It may be found growing in large wine or beer vaults, in immense dark coloured bunches or festoons, suspended from the roof, often wearing a handsome appearance. In a single such vault, in London, I have seen as much as would suffice for a large portion of the beekeepers in Great Britain; and I can recommend it (not too freely used) as even more efficacious than the other fungus. 

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The heavy wood had been cut, and most of it taken off, but all of the tops, and some of the largest logs were left, all covered with the snow which fell the night before. But little sleep could be had that night; the most uncomfortable one that the Twelfth Rhode Island Volunteers had experienced. The place we christened Camp Smoke, a most appropriate name for this place. 

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"Surely," suggested one of my friends, "the real difficulty is that it takes years of conscientious and continual application to make even a moderate fencer."

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“That’s an outrageous lie!” cried Tom Edwards, shaking his fist in turn at Captain Haley. “I never signed a paper in my life, to ship with you or anybody else. If they’ve got my signature, it’s forged.”

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These Missourians were whole souled, ample natured males in many ways, but born with a habit of hasty shooting. The Governor, on setting foot in Idaho, had begun to study pistolship, but acquired thus in middle life it could never be with him that spontaneous art which it was with Price's Left Wing. 

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I passed three days in a luxury of wretchedness. At last, arrayed for the purpose, at a vast expense, I went to Miss Mills's, fraught with a declaration. I was shown into a room upstairs, where Miss Mills and Dora were. Dora's little dog Jip was there. Miss Mills was copying music, and Dora was painting flowers. What were my feelings when I recognized the flowers I had given her!

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"What’s up, mom?" he asked his wife’s mother. "What have I been and gone and done now, I’d like to know? Did I leave the water running in the bathroom before starting for Washington, or have you lost my bull pup again, that you all look so queer—or what the deuce is it all about?"

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