Unfortunately, I have been unwell. The last week has allowed the great English weather to take its toll upon me. I arrived at my lodgings yesterday in such a condition that my landlady, Mrs Whittlesworth reenacted all the actions of an old mother hen. Dressed in her usual attire of black poke bonnet, tied tight around her many chins and an ill-fitting black tea dress, she flapped around me to the point of exhaustion. She then remonstrated on the state of weather we are having, and my lack of a good woman to take care of me. After being marched to the parlour fire, she sat me down and plied me with two or three mulled gins. By that time, what with her bluster, the gin and my fever, I must have fallen into a deep sleep; for I awoke many hours …show more content…
Loud obnoxious laughter echoes throughout the house, he is trying his best no doubt to charm her. The illusion he casts I admit is a fine one, even the great magician ‘Harry Kellar’ would be impressed; though I like the stage hand, know all his tricks.There is more laughter and goodnights are spoken. Here he comes now creaking up the stairs. There is a pause outside my door and then onwards to his chambers above mine. Now to reveal this man, I must travel back two weeks. It was a Sunday when he arrived at number 17. The sun had broken through the clouds as Mr McNaughton and myself settled down in the Blind Beggar Inn for refreshments. It was quiet inside due to the weather; it was as if the whole of London had taken to the streets in search of the sun's warmth. We found a snug, and with ales in hand settled in for our usual conversations about great battles. That day though Mr McNaughton had something else on his mind as he sat nursing his beer and puffing on his pipe. "Well, laddie I have some interesting news for you I do, very interesting indeed!" His old eyes lit up and he tapped his nose waiting for my response. "What of it then? Robert do tell before you explode," I replied. Then, like a small boy with a secret to spill he
Today is the day. Today is finally the day that I am to be released from the psychiatric hospital since that day when I passed out. I know last time you heard from me, I was broken and unhappy and had hate for the world, but i'm in the best state i could ever be, I really am I tell you. Oh how excited I am to see old Phoebe. I haven’t seen her since i’ve been admitted into this wing of the hospital. Oh I wonder how much she has grown< She was so intelligent and pure, nothing could ever compromise her. So I hope nothing hasn’t. I was retrieving most of my belongings before I left, when I happened to run into old Ms. Patty. This was my nurse and oh, how lovely she is. “Oh hello Holden, leaving so soon ?” she said so to me with great compassion. Naturally I said, “Why yes sadly, I must go on with myself and enjoy the world, perhaps find myself a woman”, I said this suave as hell, I tell you.
In 1847 Eliza Stacey writes a letter to her father in law, Edward Stacey, to persuade him to help the family get out of this debt they have unexpectedly fallen into. Through her letter Eliza Stacey uses pathos to display the suffering the debt has brought her and ethos to establish a reason to ask for his help. She also uses personification and anecdotes to make Edward recall the series of events in the past that have led to debt hoping that Edward will feel sympathy and recognize Eliza’s helpless feeling and cry for help.
Last night London was startled by a crime of incredible ferocity and rendered all the more notable by the high position of the victim. Sir Danvers Carew, a MP, was murdered not far from the Thames River on the alleyway close to the Billy Goat Tavern. This happened at around eleven until two in the night. He was clubbed to death with a heavy cane. There is no apparent motive for Sir Carew’s murder.
Compare or contrast the role that reason (logic or logos) and passion (emotion or pathos) play within the novel.
I wake up a little after dawn to my brother shaking me. “Get up, you got to do your chores”. I got up reluctantly, I knew if I didn’t get up to help id never hear the end of it. I went outside and did the same things I’d done my entire life, I fed the chickens, pulled weeds up, I looked around it was a sunny day we lived at a small farm near the coast of great Britain. It was 1345, After an hour or so my father called me inside, when I entered I saw him and my brother sitting at the dinner table. They both had grim looks. “Your mother, I don’t even know what’s wrong with her. She’s got a fever like I’ve never seen before, she’s got these disgusting giant welts under her arms and she’s so weak she can barely move.”
Jane Addams’ speech explains her stance of George Washington's legacy as a soldier, statesman, and a Virginia planter. In this speech, Jane Addams references George Washington’s accomplishments in his past, including how things would be if he is to be present today. The most significant uses of rhetorical devices in this speech include hypophora, rhetorical questions, enumeratio, distinctio, and metaphors.
Question 3, (p. 1135): What are the “trifles” that the men ignore and the two women notice? Why do the men dismiss them, and why do the women see these things as significant clues? What is the thematic importance of these “trifles”?
Ben Franklin is known for a slew of accomplishments in his life as a Founding Father of the United States. An inventor and author, among other occupations, Ben Franklin grew quite a fan base in his lifetime, despite having such progressive beliefs. One of his most progressive pieces of writing, “The Speech of Miss Polly Baker,” discusses the inequality surrounding laws against having children outside of marriage, specifically regarding how it impacted women. In Benjamin Franklin’s “The Speech of Miss Polly Baker,” Franklin uses wit to effectively argue that the sexist punishments of laws against having children out of wedlock are absurd by appealing to the reader’s ethos, logos, and pathos through the voice of Polly Baker (Baym). Ben Franklin
Yesterday, there was a terrible accident that resulted in the death of three of my friends: Myrtle Wilson, George Wilson, and Jay Gatsby. To explain the full story, I have to back up. Last month was the first time I met my roommate Daisy. She’s your classic girl next door: popular, beautiful, and fun. All the guys in the local fraternities try to court her, and everytime we go out she’s the one that everyone is fascinated with. Although she’s already married to this wealthy man named Tom Buchanan, I could tell they were never happy with each other. The marriage was clearly made for money, and there were circulating rumors of his infidelity. Daisy hides behind a false facade of innocence and purity. Initially, I was enticed by her beauty
It was a cold winter morning, two vessels at battle, bombs thrown, shots fired, but that wasn’t the only thing that happened on December 22 of 1773, that morning the first mate was calling for the captain to prepare for battle, but the captain did not respond, the first mate checked everywhere, the captain’s bedroom, the cook’s quarters, he was nowhere to be found, but there was one place where he hadn’t checked, the bulkhead, he opened it, it was a very gruesome scene, he was covered in his own blood with a sword in his chest.
I am so happy to see my family! Everyone is just like I remember them, except they are 12 years older. My mother squeezed me so tight that I thought she might break my bones. She had thought I was lost at sea forever. I told her about the sudden storm that swept our fishing boat away and our rescue by Captain Whitfield. I can only imagine what he and his whaling crew must have thought when I swam out to his boat. I’m sure it is quite unusual to come across three young teens who had been living for five months on a deserted island!
As the ladies examine the house, while the men are other places, picking clothes and an apron up for Mrs. Wright, Mrs. Hale gains sympathy for her until finally she starts to take action. When they find the block of quilting that has stitching askew, she starts to fix it, perhaps to cover for Mrs. Wright?s distraught state of mind. While Mrs. Hale is finding sympathy for Mrs. Wright, Mrs. Peters offers a counterpoint that tries to justifies the men?s viewpoints and actions. Her comments to Mrs. Hale?s resentful musings on Mrs. Wright?s unhappy life and on the actions of men in regards to women in general all seem to be rote answers programmed into her by society and a desire not to cause any trouble. This all changes as soon as Mrs. Peters finds the bird.
Yesterday my wife died. She’s just gone. I still don’t believe it. How can somebody be such a big part of your life and the next moment just be gone. Myrtle meant everything to me, she was the light of my life.
James Maclaine was a peculiar criminal; he was adored and feared by many throughout London. The media depicted him as a handsome gentleman, who stole for survival, although there are several contrasting historical documents that challenge this belief. Horace Walpole wrote in a letter in on October 18th, 1750 following “his condemnation, three thousand people went to see him; he fainted away twice with the heat of his cell. You can’t conceive the ridiculous rage there is of going to Newgate; and the prints that are published of the malefactors, and the memoirs of their lives and death set forth with as much parade as-as-Marshal Turenne’s-we have no general worth making a parallel.”
The Suffering of the Women in Wuthering Heights It appears that Catherine's expectations are unrealistic especially when placed in the historical context. The novel is written during the Victorian era where the role of women in relation to marriage was that they were to be obedient, disciplined and faithful to their husband. Catherine does not fulfil any of these roles in the long term. Firstly, she marries Edgar for social and financial benefits.