Jeb Stuart Early

“ Trifles don't count none when a man hez sech fine news ez John an' Jeb hes. Come right over here, Jeb, an' spring yur secret now that John hes split his'n to the fam'ly!"
Jeb scuffled his feet and sheepishly hung his head. One foot unconsciously stirred the yolks of the broken eggs. But Sary was not a woman to stand for such shyness when it cast reflections on her ardent manner in which she described how Jeb rose to the bait temptingly hung before his very nose. ”

“ John Stuart gazed at him in mild wonder.
“Why, what did I say?” he asked.
“Say?” howled Sir Horace, with a sudden grateful fullness of breath. “Do you realize whom you have been speaking to? It's monstrous! Perfectly monstrous! If ever it comes out that you're not the prince, England—England will be too hot to hold me!”
John Stuart frowned upon him.
“Whoever she may be,” he said, “a woman is a woman, and it's a man's duty to set her right.” ”

“ I'm quite sure that John Stuart has not only bored her stiff, but he has wounded all her sensibilities. I don't believe he has shown that he admired her by as much as a single look.”
“Well, I always took it that it would be rather uphill work overcoming that aversion,” said the prince calmly. “It was just a painful necessity.”
“But there's one thing—you must never let her dream that you landed her with John Stuart. It wouldn't only hurt her, but she's proud—really proud, not arrogant like a Lippe-Schweidnitz. I don't believe she'd ever forgive you. I don't, really. ”

“ He never knew till that awful minute when he thought the 1013's headlight had gone out!"
"Ha!" said the superintendent; "that's better. I don't like to see a woman cry. But you've got to be disciplined, both of you," he went on in a fine affectation of rage. "You're discharged from the hotel department, Miss Barton—and you'll be reëngaged in the capacity of trained nurse at the same salary from the moment when you can legally call yourself Mrs. Jebb. ”

“ Without further warning, then, Jeb began his memorized lines, and as he progressed with the "love sonnet" he unconsciously swung the hammock higher and higher. [Pg 178]
"Ef Ah wuzn't shore we-all w'ar made fur each other Ah wooden be ha'r beggin' fur yur heart an' hand."
A long and mighty pull on the hammock almost landed Sary out in the grass, but she clung like a vise to the hempen ropes.
"Enny one kin see we-all w'ar made fur each other, oh darlin' of mah heart! Soul of mah soul!" Jeb coughed violently as he remembered he was two paragraphs ahead in his speech. ”

“ There was the look of a tortured animal in Jebb's eyes when he turned away and felt for the gate in the counter railing. To lose his run and his engine; to take the fatal step down and backward on the steeply inclined ladder of promotion; to become the butt and gibe of the roundhouse and the road: these were the bitter penalties wrapped up in the superintendent's sentence. The big engineman was inarticulate, after his kind; but even the dumb can suffer. ”

“ John Stuart's face brightened a little at the information, and he said that he was very glad to hear it. Sir Horace bade his chauffeur drive home, and himself hailed a taxicab and drove to the house in Half Moon Street.
The prince set out for the palace, wearing a melancholy air, but he was conscious of an excited expectancy that he had not felt for several months at the prospect of meeting a lady. The Princess Anne had awakened in him an uncommon interest in the Princess Frieda. ”

“ Jebb (antè, p. 207.) , are explained in the Glossarium of Ducange. They are identical in meaning and derivation, though slightly differing in point of spelling, with "Marigmerii" and "Melinglerii" (cited by Mr. Jebb) , "Marellarii," "Meragalarii," and "Malingrerii," and are all to be found in the learned work to which reference is now made. Of the last of these words, Pirri himself (who is quoted by Mr. Jebb) gives the explanation, which is equally applicable to them all. He says (in Archiepisc. Messan., sub an. 1347) :
"Malingrerium, olim dictum qui hodie Sacrista est." ”

“ Of late, however, since he had been promoted to the "Flyer" run and had been given the new, electric-headlighted 1013, he was becoming unpleasantly aware of them in the yard crossings. Their scintillating stars dazzled him, and he found himself looking purposefully otherwhere as he dodged the blockading cars on the sidings; preferably into the soft upper blacknesses which answered to the eye plunge as a cooling bath to a parched skin.
The night repair gang, idle between engine arrivals, was lounging on the tool-room benches when Jebb reached the roundhouse and went in to light his torch. ”

“ The unconnected things centered in the singular behavior of the big man humped on the right-hand box. On the new card the "Flyer" made few stops and was practically given the right of road. Station after station the signals stood at "Clear"; each an unwinking eye of white with the red below it. Gifford, swinging rhythmically back and forth between tender and fire door, saw Jebb crouch and grip throttle and air-brake lever as each pair of signals sprang out of the darkness ahead ”

“ But the rest of my family, as you have heard me say before, are not observant people—at least so far as I am concerned. By the way, I've been talking to John Stuart about to-morrow”—Sir Horace groaned faintly at the realization that this hazardous exploit was definitely arranged—“and I've told him that you will give him a course of lessons in evasive replies.”
“Evasive replies?” repeated Sir Horace faintly.
“Yes. There'll be dozens of allusions to things Stuart won't know anything about, and he'll be asked dozens of questions about them. A man of your sound common sense must see that.” ”

“ Jeb's face, for instance, was like a cameo, high-bred, delicate and intellectual; Tim's was scarred by shrapnel—although it had never been much of a face to start with! He had always wanted to be handsome, for he loved beauty extravagantly, be it in man or woman. Jeb, moreover, was tall, splendidly built, graceful ”

“ That, in age, the sweet flower never blossoms again.
[Pg 27] STUART LEWIS.
Stuart Lewis, the mendicant bard, was the eldest son of an innkeeper at Ecclefechan in Annandale, where he was born about the year 1756. A zealous Jacobite, his father gave him the name of Stuart, in honour of Prince Charles Edward. At the parish school, taught by one Irving, an ingenious and learned person of eccentric habits, he received a respectable ground-work of education; but the early deprivation of his father, who died bankrupt, compelled him to relinquish the pursuit of learning. ”

“ A fifteen-minute make-up's never been made before on the uphill run!"
Jebb nodded absently and helped Josephine down from her cramped seat, lifting her in his arms when he felt how helpless she was. When they stood on the platform together, Josephine saw the superintendent hurrying toward them. Mr. Upham's first word was for the breaker of records.
"Good man, Jebb! You've wiped out all the old scores on this run," he said, in hearty commendation. Then, more hurriedly, to Josephine: "You are in time, though Dr. Wester, who is here with me, says the man can't live more than a few hours. ”

“ No death had occurred in the house for seventy-two years— a fact I believe people resentfully accused our family of arranging, just for spite.
As a matter of fact, none of my generation believed in the hoodoo. We grinned about it fondly, the way others smile at myths about Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny. Mark, Jeb, and I—children of the Depression and the Second World War— were not inclined to believe in anything we couldn’t see and touch. Jeb took over his father’s meagre law practice in Stuartsboro, and managed to support himself and his widowed mother. ”

“ The words did not in any sense imply doubt; merely compliment, but Jeb inwardly cringed because the American Army had been graded, even in ignorance, with such as he. At that instant he had made a resolve—an earnest, solemn resolve—to join that army and, by its influence, prove himself worthy.
He now went hurriedly down into the quadrangle and turned to the dug-out where he expected to find Bonsecours—the man who superseded Barrow in authority. For he guessed that an ambulance would be standing farther at the rear, waiting for the nine men whom he had brought in. ”

“ JEBB, JOHN, D.D. (1775–1833) , bishop of Limerick, younger son of John Jebb, alderman of Drogheda, by his second wife, Alicia Forster, was born at Drogheda on 27 Sept. 1775. His grandfather, Richard Jebb, came to Ireland from Mansfield, Nottinghamshire, where the family had been settled for several generations. His father's circumstances became embarrassed, and Jebb at two years old was entrusted to his aunt, Mrs. ”

“ Jebb's other fact referred to Robins, the Salvation Army man. When Robins came into this person's presence he was attacked as with paralysis, and transformed into a nerveless coward. Jebb says that he is a pitiable object. His inference--which I am disposed to endorse--is, that if that person can do good he can also do evil, and that it is dependent upon his mood which he does. A man who can perform wholesale cures with a word may, for all we know, also strike down whole battalions with a word. ”

“ Miss Josephine been givin' him the back of her hand?"
Stevens, the fat boss machinist, wagged his beard. "'C'n search me," he offered. "Bloodgood and some o' the others lay it on the new time card. Jebb's been on the carpet, with 'Little Millions' dancing on his collar, twice for not makin' his schedule with the 'Flyer.'"
Larkin, the second machinist, removed his pipe to say: "I hain't got much use for a runner that's lost his sand. ”

“ Jeff was now ten years old, for nearly two years have gone by since he came to England. He has grown very much, and is a tall muscular boy, with a bright smiling face; only when he is alone or unconscious of observation he is sometimes subdued, and there is a yearning wistful look in his big brown eyes that seems to declare he is not quite happy.
"You have news from India to-day, Geoffry," said Uncle Hugh one morning rather stiffly as he met the boy coming down the stairs with a letter in his hand. "Your Aunt Annie has also had a letter from your mother." ”

“ He air prouder of hisself ’n enny man I ever see. Thar’s whar his soul is—in his pride.”
“I’m glad ter hear it,” said Harshaw, so definitely referring to an occult interpretation of his own that the old white hat, bobbing along in front of him, turned slowly, and he saw the lank, cadaverous face below it, outlined with its limp wisps of black hair against the nebulous vapors. So strong an expression of surprise did Jeb’s features wear that Harshaw hastily added, “A man that ain’t got any pride ain’t worth anything.”
“Ef he hev got ennything ter be proud of,” stipulated melancholy Jeb. ”

“ There are a number of wrong-headed persons who think that he may be used as a tool for their own purposes. For instance, Jebb actually endeavoured to induce him to transform London, as it were, with a touch of his wand.'
'What do you mean?'
'You know Jebb's panacea--better houses for the poor, and that sort of thing. He tried to persuade this person to provide the London poor with better houses, money in their pockets, clothes on their backs, and food in their stomachs, in the same instantaneous fashion in which he performed his miracle of healing.'
'Is Mr. ”

“ He seemed most impressed by John Stuart's weighty converse, especially by the fact, which he learned from Sir Horace, that he had firmly impressed his views on the Mayor of Ledford.
“But this is perfectly splendid!” he cried at last, almost with enthusiasm. “If this fellow goes on boring people like this, I shall obtain a magnificent reputation.”
“It will certainly be a different one, your highness,” said Bletsoe, without enthusiasm.
“But it's quite all right,” said the prince. “You don't understand. These people never even guess that they're being bored.” ”

“ John Stuart paused, considering; he wished to be quite fair. Then he added:
“But we must not blind ourselves to the fact that, though the North is the industrial heart of England, and modern English politics come from Manchester, London is its political heart—the Houses of Parliament.”
“Ah, yes,” the princess repeated.
“You must see them at their best. I know of nothing more exhilarating, more thrilling, than a full-dress debate. It is my favorite form of recreation. I could do with one every afternoon—every night!” ”

“ Professor Jebb, in his edition of The Characters of Theophrastus. I rejoice to see that Professor Jebb assigns Earle a place of far more distinction than is implied in the measured tribute of Hallam. His preface furnishes lovers of Earle with just those reasoned opinions with which instinctive attraction desires to justify itself; and I take this opportunity of acknowledging my great obligations to it.
[H] Hallam. The same tone is taken in the article on Earle in the "Encyclopædia Britannica." ”

“ Alluding to the discovery, James says, (letter to Sempil, 23d January, 1744,) that it made “a great noise, as you may believe, here,” viz. at Rome.—Stuart Papers.
[796] About this time, if we may believe the accounts of the Stuart party, the spirit of Jacobitism was widely diffused in Scotland. “The violentest Whigs,” says Mr. John Stuart in a letter to Secretary Edgar from Boulogne, in February, 1744, “are become the most zealous Jacobites. ”

“ Lady Jebb issued in 1907 a selection from his 'Essays and Addresses' as well as his 'Life and Letters.' Jebb was a leading contributor to the 9th edition of the 'Encyclopaedia Britannica.' He wrote for this Dictionary the articles on Bentley and Porson, and for the 'Cambridge Modern History' (vol. i. 1902) a brilliant chapter on 'The Classical Renaissance.'
Never idle, Jebb worked faster than other men, and few accomplished more. He took little exercise, although in later life he rode a tricycle, and he occasionally fished. ”