Interludes being Two Essays, a Story, and Some Verses

Very soon after the events recorded in the last chapter, the Reading Party broke up, and it only remains now for the writer of this veracious narrative to disclose any informati...

"Muscular Christianity is very great!" said the Archangel. "The devil it is!" said Satan, "see how I will deal with it!" In the days of Job he said, "Touch his bone and his fles...

Mrs. Porkington, attired in the white silk which we all knew so well, reclined upon the sofa. Porkington, who was, or should be, her lord and master, was perched upon the music...

"If you are going to be angry, I'll shut up. But I tell you plainly, it's a beastly shame; and if you dare to do any harm to her I'll kick you out of the place."

Let the man who disapproves of reading parties suggest something better. "Let the lads stop at home," says one. Have you ever tried it? They soon become a bore to themselves and...

Babbicombe was full. The lodgings were all taken. There were still bills in the windows of a few of the houses in the narrower streets of the little town announcing that the apa...

Charles Porkington, M.A., sometime fellow of St. Swithin, was born of humble parents. He was educated, with a due regard for economy, in the mathematics by his father, and in th...