Author: | Hay Ian | ISBN: | 9781486418930 |
Publisher: | Emereo Publishing | Publication: | October 24, 2012 |
Imprint: | Emereo Publishing | Language: | English |
Author: | Hay Ian |
ISBN: | 9781486418930 |
Publisher: | Emereo Publishing |
Publication: | October 24, 2012 |
Imprint: | Emereo Publishing |
Language: | English |
This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by Ian Hay, which is now, at last, again available to you.
Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside A Knight On Wheels:
Hard-worked curates and overdriven doctors, who called-and never in vain-at the snug but unpretentious house in Hampstead on behalf of some urgent case, sometimes wondered, as they walked away with a light heart and a heavy pocket, what Uncle Joseph was worth; for it was said by those who were supposed to know that his benefactions ran into four figures annually.
...-Who, not long ago, as regular students of the Searchlight will recollect, spent a very profitable two years raising the small sum necessary to enable him to make provision for his aged mother before leaving this country for good, in order to devote his life to spiritual work in a leper colony-a colony situated in an island so distant that I was ultimately able to prove, to the profound chagrin of Howard Glennie, that it did not exist at all.
...Perhaps it was wrong of you to write to me for help without consulting your parents; but, as you point out, it would, indeed, be a splendid surprise if you could go to your fathers study with a little money in your hand and say:-That is for household expenses, dear Father, from an anonymous well-wisher.
...A five-pound note dropped out of the first letter opened, the sender, in her covering epistle, expressing her warm admiration for the character of a heroic (but unfortunately fictitious) individual named Dimitri Papodoodlekos,-or something to that effect,-an Armenian gentleman of enlightened views and stiff moral fibre, who, having been converted late in life to the principles of Wesleyan Methodism, had persisted, in the very heart of the Ottoman Empire and in the face of all Islam, in maintaining and practising the tenets of his newly embraced creed until summarily deported from his native Armenia by direction of the Sultan himself.
...On second thoughts, however, remembering that the pangs of the good lady over the loss of her husband must be as nothing in comparison with those of the unfortunate savages who are probably still trying to digest him, I held my hand, and passed on to my final choice-the purchase of an annuity for the aged and badly-used butler, Lemuel Bloote-(what fun it must be making up names like that!)
This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by Ian Hay, which is now, at last, again available to you.
Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside A Knight On Wheels:
Hard-worked curates and overdriven doctors, who called-and never in vain-at the snug but unpretentious house in Hampstead on behalf of some urgent case, sometimes wondered, as they walked away with a light heart and a heavy pocket, what Uncle Joseph was worth; for it was said by those who were supposed to know that his benefactions ran into four figures annually.
...-Who, not long ago, as regular students of the Searchlight will recollect, spent a very profitable two years raising the small sum necessary to enable him to make provision for his aged mother before leaving this country for good, in order to devote his life to spiritual work in a leper colony-a colony situated in an island so distant that I was ultimately able to prove, to the profound chagrin of Howard Glennie, that it did not exist at all.
...Perhaps it was wrong of you to write to me for help without consulting your parents; but, as you point out, it would, indeed, be a splendid surprise if you could go to your fathers study with a little money in your hand and say:-That is for household expenses, dear Father, from an anonymous well-wisher.
...A five-pound note dropped out of the first letter opened, the sender, in her covering epistle, expressing her warm admiration for the character of a heroic (but unfortunately fictitious) individual named Dimitri Papodoodlekos,-or something to that effect,-an Armenian gentleman of enlightened views and stiff moral fibre, who, having been converted late in life to the principles of Wesleyan Methodism, had persisted, in the very heart of the Ottoman Empire and in the face of all Islam, in maintaining and practising the tenets of his newly embraced creed until summarily deported from his native Armenia by direction of the Sultan himself.
...On second thoughts, however, remembering that the pangs of the good lady over the loss of her husband must be as nothing in comparison with those of the unfortunate savages who are probably still trying to digest him, I held my hand, and passed on to my final choice-the purchase of an annuity for the aged and badly-used butler, Lemuel Bloote-(what fun it must be making up names like that!)