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Titel: Nieuw Engelsch lees-, leer- en vertaalboek voor eerstbeginnenden
Auteur: Lagerwey, J.; Ludolph, L.J.C.
Uitgave: Gorinchem: J. Noorduyn en zoon, 1863
5e, verb. dr.
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: Obr. 5818
URL: https://schoolmuseum.uba.uva.nl/bookid/LCSM_201183
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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this species of gluttony is pardonable in circumstances like
those of Louis, it is less so in those of a young lady of
fourteen or fifteen. No one can have time for reflection
who reads at this rapid rate; and, whatever may be thought,
these devourers of books are guilty of abusing nature to an
extent as much greater than those who overcharge their
stomachs, as the intellectual powers are higher than the
animal propensities. Thousands of young people spend their
time in perpetual reading, or rather in devouring books.
It is true, the food is light; but it occupies the mental
faculties for the time in fruitless efl;orts, and has the
effect of excluding food of a better Cjuality.
English Politeness.
When Bonaparte was besieging Toulon, which was in
possession of the English, and from which he drove them,
he was one day directing the construction of a battery,
and the enemy perceiving it, commenced a warm fire upon
it. Bonaparte, wanting to send off a despatch, asked for
a sergeant who could write. A sergeant immediately came
out of the ranks and wrote a letter under his dictation.
It was scarcely fitiished when a cannon ball fell close between
Bonaparte and him, and covered them with dust: the latter,
looking towards the English lines, said, "Gentlemen, J
thank you, I did not think you were so polite; I wanted
a little sand for my letter." — The expression and the
calmness of the sergeant struck Napoleon , who did not
forget it; the sergeant was soon promoted, and finally
became marshal of France — it was the brave Junot.
The Watch refustd.
Have you confessed all? said a venerable abbé to a sinner.
— No, replied he, I have another sin on my conscience;
1 have stolen a watch, will you accept it? — T, said the