John Tincroft, bachelor and benedict

SO many years ago that those who are old now were young then, and so few years ago that deeds then transacted are fresh in the memory of many who are living now, John Tincroft,...

LEAVING Tincroft for the present to the hospitalities of the Manor House, we introduce two other actors in our domestic drama. The time is evening; the place, an old-fashioned g...

AS bright a day as could be desired opened upon Richard Grigson's picnic. Determined that for one day at least his recluse guest should be drawn out of his shell, the hospitable...

JOHN TINCROFT soon got tired of the cricket ground, and retraced his steps to the now deserted lawn. The sun was near setting, but it was shining hotly nevertheless; and the poo...

IN some part of the world, no matter where, is said to be a terrible whirlpool, which engulfs all sea-going craft which come within its influence. At certain states of the tide,...

JOHN TINCROFT went back to his hospitable quarters, and shut himself up in the old library. He remained there some time, even after the dinner-bell rang. But he did compel himse...

WALTER WILSON, having been all day employed with his friend Ralph Burgess, who called himself a civil engineer as well as a surveyor, in theodoliting and chain-dragging over som...

IT was not true, had John Tincroft even said it as well as thought it, that all his Oxford legal adviser wanted with him was to extract another consultation fee from his scantil...

ON the day after his return to Oxford, John Tincroft entered upon his temporary lodgings at Jericho—an outlying district of the university city. I need not stop to explain how i...

"It is all I mean to say about the miserable affair, Walter. If you like to believe me, you can; and if you won't believe me, you may leave it alone."

LEAVING the stormy latitude of High Beech, we retrace our steps to the classic shades of Oxford, where we find the undergraduate Tincroft, some three months after our last parti...

WE won't laugh again at John Tincroft and his awkwardness, if it so please you, reader. We see him now under a new phase; his awkward shyness vanished, he is coming out a man, a...

IT was no easy matter for John Tincroft to settle himself down again in his dull college-room. His thoughts would wander to the not very distant past, in spite of himself and hi...

HELPLESS widow Mark and poor Sarah were seated together one chilly evening in spring, some ten days after the funeral, by a poor fire in their brick-floored kitchen. They had no...

YEARS ago there lived in a small house—one of a row of similar tenements, dignified by the name of terrace—in the suburbs of Oxford, known as Jericho, a young married couple who...

"Oh yes, I know; and you have left us poor lawyers to take our chances of victory or defeat at our own cost. Come now; what shall I pay you down for the Tincroft estate in nubib...

SOME years before the occurrence of the events recorded in the former part of our narrative, Mr. Sedley, a professional gentleman, pretty well off in the world, and with a good...

ON the afternoon of an early day in an Australian spring, a solitary horseman was leisurely enough passing over a longish stretch of plain, bounded behind him by a forest from w...

A WEEK had passed away. Poor Styles was dead, and had been buried in the small enclosed plot which five years before was set apart as the burial-ground of Sedley Station. All we...

AND now for Tom Grigson, and how his wooing sped. That he is married has already been told in the early part of our story, and to the lady of his first choice, moreover. But, ha...

BY not a very large fire, though the day was cold—for it was the end of the year, and there was a black frost without—and in a room rather too large for snug comfort, sat John T...

JOHN had not moved from his easy-chair by the study-fire, where we just now left him. His thoughts were wandering far-away, perhaps; or he might have been cogitating a new chapt...

CHRISTMAS had come and was gone; it had been gone a month or more, and there had been an unwonted bustle in Tincroft House. The best rooms, usually shut up, had been duly put in...

BY dint of persevering inquiries made through the agency of his once guardian, Mr. Rackstraw, John had ascertained at what time the Sea Bird was likely to arrive in port. It wan...

THE families at High and Low Beech continued to prosper, after a fashion; that is to say, they worked hard, lived frugally for the most part, and made some money.

JOHN had other and more satisfactory passages at this time at the Manor House than that jotted down in the foregoing chapter. And he had time for a good many conversations, priv...

IT was quite true that Walter Wilson's state of health seemed to improve during his prolonged sojourn in his native place. But it was not his home now—(where, indeed, was his ho...

TOM GRIGSON was still staying at his brother's—yet not altogether there, for he and the younger Tom, his first-born, pretty equally divided their time between the Manor House an...

Mrs. Matthew did not make many objections to this. Of course she had been hastily summoned to High Beech when it was found that Walter could not be conveyed home, and she had ob...

THE hospitable Manor House would have held almost any number of guests upon occasion, so, although it entertained at this time Tom Grigson and his son and namesake, John Tincrof...

THE record of every man's life is necessarily mixed up and interwoven with that of many other lives; and to discourse on the one with any degree of interest, not to say intellig...

IT is high time we returned to Tincroft House, and our friends there, whom we left puzzling themselves how best to fulfil the new duties laid upon them. After many consultations...

YOUNG TOM followed his friend's advice, which, indeed, he could not very well help doing; but it went against the grain, as John had feared it might. And I am afraid our old fri...