This much-enduring man had succeeded in banishing chewing gum after a long and stormy war, had made a bonfire of the confiscated novels
and newspapers, had suppressed a private post office, had forbidden distortions of the face, nicknames, and caricatures, and done all that one man could do to keep half a hundred rebellious girls in order.
He began to remember that when he was a student in college and occasionally read novels
, good although somewhat worldly women, had smoked through the pages of a book that had once fallen into his hands.
Some, with tickets in their hats (long travellers these, before whom lay a hundred miles of railroad), had plunged into the English scenery and adventures of pamphlet novels
, and were keeping company with dukes and earls.
After the revolution, all the intellectual, artistic, and spiritual activities of men would be cared for by such "free associations"; romantic novelists would be supported by those who liked to read romantic novels
, and impressionist painters would be supported by those who liked to look at impressionist pictures--and the same with preachers and scientists, editors and actors and musicians.
His daughter was the "catch" of the region, and she may be already entering into immortality as the heroine of one of Auerbach's novels
, for all I know.
It will probably be only of ivory with a nice screen of peacock feathers for a background; but you shall have a comfortable chair very near it, with quantities of slaves to do what they call in novels
your `lightest bidding.
The Author of the Waverley Novels
had hitherto proceeded in an unabated course of popularity, and might, in his peculiar district of literature, have been termed L'Enfant G
," answered Lord Henry, helping himself to some quail.
Until he was sixteen years of age, he had read nothing but novels
and poetry and romantic tales of Scottish heroes.
We must make great safe places down deep, and get all the books we can; not novels
and poetry swipes, but ideas, science books.
The library was divided into two parts on either side of the wall, and contained upwards of two thousand volumes; one division was entirely devoted to novels
, and even the volume which had been published but the day before was to be seen in its place in all the dignity of its red and gold binding.
Collins readily assented, and a book was produced; but, on beholding it (for everything announced it to be from a circulating library), he started back, and begging pardon, protested that he never read novels