Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - In the dark main room of the Fircone Tavern the warm June air seemed to have lost all its delicacy, like a degraded angel. It was sodden through and through, as with the lees of wine; it was stained and shamed with the smells of hams and cheeses; it was thick and heavy as if with the breaths of all the rogues and all the vagabonds that had haunted the hostelry from its evil dawn. Such guttering lights and glimmering flames as lit…mehr
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - In the dark main room of the Fircone Tavern the warm June air seemed to have lost all its delicacy, like a degraded angel. It was sodden through and through, as with the lees of wine; it was stained and shamed with the smells of hams and cheeses; it was thick and heavy as if with the breaths of all the rogues and all the vagabonds that had haunted the hostelry from its evil dawn. Such guttering lights and glimmering flames as lit the place - for there was a small fire on the wide hearth in spite of the fine weather - peopled the gloom with fantastic quivering shadows as of lean fingers that unfolded themselves to filch, or clenched themselves to stab in the back. But its patrons seemed to like the place well enough in spite of its miasma, and Master Robin Turgis, the fat landlord, drowsy with his own wine and dripping from the heat, surveyed them complacently, and wallowed as it were in the rattle and clink of mug and can, the full-throated laughter and the shrill chatter, crisply emphasized by oaths, which assured him of the Fircone's popularity with its intimates. Master Robin's intelligence was limited; his wit was simple; the processes of his mind moved easily along the lines of least resistance.Hinweis: Dieser Artikel kann nur an eine deutsche Lieferadresse ausgeliefert werden.
Justin Huntly McCarthy was an Irish author, historian, and nationalist politician. From 1884 until 1892, he was a Member of Parliament (MP), serving in the United Kingdom's House of Commons. He was the son of Justin McCarthy (1830-1912). Because both father and son were writers, historians, and Members of Parliament, they are sometimes mistaken in lists and compilations. McCarthy was first elected to Parliament in a by-election held on June 12, 1884, when he was returned unopposed as the Home Rule League member for Athlone following the death of Liberal MP Sir John James Ennis. The Redistribution of Seats Act of 1885 eliminated Athlone's parliamentary borough status, and McCarthy ran unopposed for the Irish Parliamentary Party in the borough of Newry in County Down in the 1885 general election. He was re-elected in 1886 by a large margin over Liberal Unionist Reginald Saunders, but did not run in the 1892 election. McCarthy wrote a range of novels, plays, poems, and short stories. He was formerly married to actress Cissie Loftus. They married in Edinburgh in 1894, and after splitting up in 1899, she played Katherine de Vaucelles, the heroine in If I Were King, in 1901.
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