ISBN: 9781236358080

RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 74 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purc… Plus…

RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 74 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1870 Excerpt: . . . and would soon have tumbled, but that I was wedged in by the dense crowd round about me. Anon I was shut out from the light of this world; a fat old man behind me, eighteen stones at least, laid his whole weight upon my back; to obtain purchase to bear up such a load, I had to push my head into the back of the person in front of me; whilst another at my side, wishing to be relieved of his hat, placed it over the top of my head. This was my position for the whole three or four hours, --crushed, blinded, stretched on a rack, suffocated in a living tomb, with nothing to support me but my neighbours jamming in opposite directions. After sinking for a while into a deathlike stupor, in which all remembrance seems to have been lost, I was roused by a loud confused hum: Theyre coming--no--yes--there they are--thats hurrah! hurrah!--longcontinued shouting, which ended in clapping of hands, knocking with feet, and other customary demonstrations of public rejoicing, all of which fell upon some part of my devoted person. Thats Jeffrey--theres Chalmers!--everybody cried, and everybody rose on tip-toe to see; but, alas! my eyes were buried in one neighbours back, whilst anothers hat lay like a sod over my head, so that my mind, deprived of the external medium of sight, could only entertain itself with imaginary spectra of Francis Jeffrey and Thomas Chalmers. Fortunately, my ears were free, and they were as quick as youth and eager attention could make them. The first thing I remember was Jeffrey, --with his high, sharp, penetrating accent, --with some affectations of pronunciation and phrase, yet he delivered a fine fluent discourse, that carried the audience pleasantly along with him. I have brought nothing away, however, but one of his felicities of expression, . . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub<