“Oh, my dearest dear sir, I want to take back what I said. You have got a situation open that I want.” “Name it.” “Son-in-law.”

raised my salary to twelve hundred the first year on the spot.

So I loved her all the more, seeing she could be so cheerful when there wasn’t anything to be cheerful about

The English never play any game for amusement

whom I fell in love with in two minutes

My month ended, my employer back from his journey, I should be all right once more, for I should at once divide the two years’ salary among my creditors by assignment, and get right down to my work.

so as to have the old pleasure of buying trifles, and being insulted, and then shooting the scoffer dead with the million-pound bill.

and so, pauper as I was, I had money to spend, and was living like the rich and the great.

My opinion of those people changed, I can tell you!

a clean reputation

What could his conduct mean?  It might mean—it might—mean—oh, a dozen dreadful things.

the sermon seemed to bristle with accusations; it seemed aimed straight and specially at people who were concealing deadly sins.

“I—I wish I were dead, Mary, I wish I were out of it all!”

It seems written with fire—it burns so.  Mary—I am miserable again.

“Dr.”

“Friends, they are only gilded disks of lead!”

Incorruptible

Any other man would have been content to kill one or two of you and call it square, but to me that would have been a trivial revenge, and inadequate; for the dead do not suffer.

your community’s noble reputation for incorruptible honesty

“Oh, saw my leg off!”

There is nothing in the world like a persuasive speech to fuddle the mental apparatus and upset the convictions and debauch the emotions of an audience not practised in the tricks and delusions of oratory. 

That kind don’t count their chickens until they are hatched.

During that one night the nineteen wives spent an average of seven thousand dollars each out of the forty thousand in the sack—a hundred and thirty-three thousand altogether.

They were exact copies of the letter received by Richards—handwriting and all—and were all signed by Stephenson, but in place of Richards’s name each receiver’s own name appeared.

that she carried a spoonful of negro blood in her veins.

but in some way or other the match had been broken off; the girl died, Goodson remained a bachelor, and by-and-by became a soured one and a frank despiser of the human species. 

In fact it went on looking better and better, straight along—until by-and-by it grew into positive proof. 

oh dear, he had put Richards on his honour! 

Mary was planning what she would do with the money. 

In all your life you have never uttered a lie.

Everybody believes there was only one good generous soul in this village

Halliday’s comments grew daily more and more sparklingly disagreeable and disparaging.

“Ah, what could have been the remark that Goodson made?”

Hadleyburg, synonym for incorruptible

so it’s artificial honesty,

guessed that the late Goodson was the only man in the town who could have helped a suffering stranger with so noble a sum as twenty dollars.

he may be too late—too late

Lead us not into t . . . but—but—we are so poor, so poor! . . . Lead us not into . . . Ah, who would be hurt by it?—and no one would ever know . . . Lead us . . .

Very well, then, tell them to go to hell—I reckon that’s general enough.  And I’ll give you some advice, Sawlsberry; when you come back for the particulars, fetch a basket to carry what is left of yourself home in.’

And of course he didn’t care. 

If the town had found it out—

What troubles me now is, what he thinks of us, Edward

“I—I don’t think it would have done for you to—to—One mustn’t—er—public opinion—one has to be so careful—so—”

I could have saved him, and—and—well, you know how the town was wrought up—I hadn’t the pluck to do it. 

The whole of his unpopularity had its foundation in that one thing—the thing that made so much noise.

And it will make all the other towns jealous

and it is fast getting along toward burglar-time.

all we’ve got to do is to bury the money and burn the papers.  If the gambler ever comes to inquire, we’ll merely look coldly upon him and say: ‘What is this nonsense you are talking?  We have never heard of you and your sack of gold before;’

Why, it’s a romance; it’s like the impossible things one reads about in books, and never sees in life.

we have our livelihood; we have our good name

the wages of sin

who set his bread afloat upon the waters

This sack contains gold coin weighing a hundred and sixty pounds four ounces—”

but what he wanted was a plan which would comprehend the entire town, and not let so much as one person escape unhurt. 

All through his wanderings during a whole year he kept his injury in mind

and cared not a rap for strangers or their opinions.

Hadleyburg had the ill luck to offend a passing stranger

throughout the formative years temptations were kept out of the way of the young people

It had kept that reputation unsmirched during three generations, and was prouder of it than of any other of its possessions.

There is a paper attached to the sack which will explain everything.  Good-night, madam.”

No, he was gone to Brixton, and might not return before morning.

Only the lull I like

Nor do I understand who there can be more wonderful than myself.

yet who can stray from me?

I am the teacher of athletes,

But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll,

I acknowledge the duplicates of myself

Kanadian

make me sick discussing their duty to God,

Logic and sermons never convince, The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.

The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer,

I make holy whatever I touch

the father-stuff

Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.

Walt Whitman, a kosmos,

I accept Reality and dare not question it,

The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,

Fourth-month showers

There shall be no difference between them and the rest

fancy-man

I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuff’d with the stuff that is coarse and stuff’d with the stuff that is fine,

it is the fourth of Seventh-month,

;)

I love him

I had him sit next me at table

a red girl

The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom,

the beautiful uncut hair of graves

my sisters and lovers

some man or woman I love,

Trippers

and admire myself.

I am in love with it,

observing a spear of summer grass.

they carved no hopeful verse upon his tombstone; for his dying hour was gloom.

But Goodman Brown looked sternly and sadly into her face, and passed on without a greeting.

What God doth the wizard pray to?”

Whether Faith obeyed, he knew not. Hardly had he spoken, when he found himself amid calm night and solitude, listening to a roar of the wind, which died heavily away through the forest. He staggered against the rock, and felt it chill and damp, while a hanging twig, that had been all on fire, besprinkled his cheek with the coldest dew.

who had received the devil’s promise to be queen of hell

But, where is Faith

or he recognized a score of the church-members of Salem village, famous for their especial sanctity

Each pendent twig and leafy festoon was in a blaze.

He paused, in a lull of the tempest that had driven him onward, and heard the swell of what seemed a hymn, rolling solemnly from a distance, with the weight of many voices. He knew the tune; it was a familiar one in the choir of the village meeting-house.

and the yell of Indians

My Faith is gone!

and beheld a pink ribbon.

With Heaven above, and Faith below, I will yet stand firm against the devil!

It vexed him the more, because he could have sworn, were such a thing possible, that he recognized the voices of the minister and Deacon Gookin

Friend

said the young man

he fat of a new-born babe

The devil!

and abide no such wickedness.

We have been a race of honest men and good Christians,

the goodman,

Take my staff, if you are so soon weary.”

which bore the likeness of a great black snake, so curiously wrought, that it might almost be seen to twist and wriggle itself like a living serpent.

and bearing a considerable resemblance to him

“What if the devil himself should be at my very elbow!”

devilish Indian

dreary road, darkened by all the gloomiest trees of the forest, which barely stood aside to let the narrow path creep through, and closed immediately behind.

she’s a blessed angel on earth; and after this one night, I’ll cling to her skirts and follow her to Heaven.”

said Faith, with the pink ribbons,

My love and my Faith

When the friend shows his inmost heart to his friend; the lover to his best beloved; when man does not vainly shrink from the eye of his Creator, loathsomely treasuring up the secret of his sin; then deem me a monster, for the symbol beneath which I have lived, and die! I look around me, and, lo! on every visage a Black Veil!”

he became a man of awful power over souls that were in agony for sin. His converts always regarded him with a dread peculiar to themselves, affirming, though but figuratively, that, before he brought them to celestial light, they had been with him behind the black veil.

he should be affrighted by himself.

bugbear.

only a material emblem had separated him from happiness

“And do you feel it then, at last?” said he mournfully.

Beloved and respected as you are, there may be whispers that you hide your face under the consciousness of secret sin.

No mortal eye will see it withdrawn.

pronouncing the matter too weighty to be handled, except by a council of the churches, if, indeed, it might not require a general synod.

It was remarkable that of all the busybodies and impertinent people in the parish, not one ventured to put the plain question to Mr. Hooper, wherefore he did this thing.

Such was its immediate effect on the guests that a cloud seemed to have rolled duskily from beneath the black crape, and dimmed the light of the candles.

A superstitious old woman was the only witness of this prodigy

It was now an appropriate emblem.

Strange and bewildered looks repaid him for his courtesy.

Each member of the congregation, the most innocent girl, and the man of hardened breast, felt as if the preacher had crept upon them, behind his awful veil, and discovered their hoarded iniquity of deed or thought.

that more than one woman of delicate nerves was forced to leave the meeting-house.

Did he seek to hide it from the dread Being whom he was addressing?

But Mr. Hooper appeared not to notice the perturbation of his people.

“He has changed himself into something awful, only by hiding his face.” “Our parson has gone mad!” cried Goodman Gray, following him across the threshold.

“Are you sure it is our parson?”

fancied that the Sabbath sunshine made them prettier than on week days.

this is no human hair.”

something altogether irreconcilable with our common notions of human action,

if we are to suppose gold the motive of this outrage, we must also imagine the perpetrator so vacillating an idiot as to have abandoned his gold and his motive together.

men, at times, find themselves upon the brink of remembrance without being able, in the end, to remember.

Madame and Mademoiselle L’Espanaye were not destroyed by spirits.

in whose tones, even, denizens of the five great divisions of Europe could recognise nothing familiar!

and where both the deceased still lay

He impaired his vision by holding the object too close.

if indeed a murder has been committed at all.

No woman could have inflicted the blows with any weapon.

The face was fearfully discolored, and the eye-balls protruded. The tongue had been partially bitten through. A large bruise was discovered upon the pit of the stomach, produced, apparently, by the pressure of a knee.

Thinks it the voice of a Russian.

Appeared to be that of a German.

Had checked for nothing until the third day before her death, when she took out in person the sum of 4000 francs.

of a Frenchman.

Was not acquainted with the Italian language.

was that of an Italian.

Was positive that it was not a woman’s voice.

The shrieks were continued until the gate was forced—and then suddenly ceased.

No one was spoken of as frequenting the house.

The old lady was childish.

Madame L. told fortunes for a living

with her throat so entirely cut that, upon an attempt to raise her, the head fell off.

the corpse of the daughter, head downward, was dragged therefrom; it having been thus forced up the narrow aperture for a considerable distance.

the door of which, being found locked, with the key inside, was forced open,

I was then sure that you reflected upon the diminutive figure of Chantilly.

or penning any romance.

the fancy of a double Dupin—the creative and the resolvent.

To observe attentively is to remember distinctly

whose informing voice had consigned me to the hangman.

and here, through the mere phrenzy of bravado, I rapped heavily, with a cane which I held in my hand, upon that very portion of the brick-work behind which stood the corpse of the wife of my bosom.

I burned to say if but one word, by way of triumph, and to render doubly sure their assurance of my guiltlessness.

Having procured mortar, sand, and hair, with every possible precaution, I prepared a plaster which could not be distinguished from the old, and with this I very carefully went over the new brickwork.

I withdrew my arm from her grasp and buried the axe in her brain. She fell dead upon the spot, without a groan.

my uncomplaining wife, alas! was the most usual and the most patient of sufferers.

I started, hourly, from dreams of unutterable fear, to find the hot breath of the thing upon my face

of the GALLOWS!

yes, even in this felon’s cell,

was the discovery, on the morning after I brought it home, that, like Pluto, it also had been deprived of one of its eyes.

I soon found a dislike to it arising within me.

for another pet of the same species, and of somewhat similar appearance, with which to supply its place.

I approached and saw, as if graven in bas relief upon the white surface, the figure of a gigantic cat. The impression was given with an accuracy truly marvellous. There was a rope about the animal’s neck.

Most Merciful and Most Terrible God.

PERVERSENESS.

fled in extreme terror at my approach.

The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer.

from one of my haunts about town,

for what disease is like Alcohol!

I grew, day by day, more moody, more irritable, more regardless of the feelings of others.

Not that she was ever serious upon this point

We had birds, gold-fish, a fine dog, rabbits, a small monkey, and a cat.

Man.

With these I spent most of my time,

mad am I not

He fell, and expired almost instantly.