Household words, no. 330, July 19, 1856 : $b A weekly journal
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Household words, no. 330, July 19, 1856 : $b A weekly journal
English literature -- Periodicals
In corroboration of this statement we present to our readers the
following paragraph copied from the New York Evening Post of December
the thirteenth, eighteen hundred and five, into the Annual Register for
eighteen hundred and six:--
On Friday last, the well-known Leib, one of the representatives
of Pennsylvania, and the leader of the Duane party, and Joseph H.
Nicholson, one of the representatives of Maryland, met in the Congress
lobby about one o’clock, when Leib immediately called Nicholson
a liar; and, thereupon, commenced one of the best fought battles
recorded in the annals of congressional pugilism. The fight continued
till the sixty-fourth round, when Leib had received such blows as
deterred him from again facing his man. He protracted the fight;
falling after making a feeble hit. In the round which ended the fight,
those who backed him advised him to resign; which he did after a
combat of one hour and seventeen minutes. The combatants were both
very much beaten.
CHARLES THE FIFTH’S GLOVE.
There are few foreign trips, for English holiday-makers, that answer
better than a run into Belgium. Belgium is easily got at, and easily
left. Its features are varied and not vast. You can explore its
interior, inspect its circumference, and take the whole of it in,
without being tired. It is a pocket kingdom. Instead of wearing your
patience, as France does, when you are in a hurry to get from one
end of it to the other, you can dart across it with the ease of a
swallow skimming over the Isle of Wight. Moreover, Belgium is rich in
matters of interest considerably beyond the proportions of its size.
It gives you the idea of an originally extensive country, which has
been subjected, like an ungainly truss of hay, to hydraulic pressure.
For its area, it feeds a very large population. The district of St.
Nicholas, near Ghent, carries five thousand two hundred and ten
souls per square league--the space required, in savage life, for the
maintenance of a single individual. The large towns lie so close
together, that, as soon as you have done with one, by entering a
railway carriage you are landed in another in two, three, four, or five
quarters of an hour.
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