... grapes; but now, what he produces more than I gaudy flowers, since he was transplanted, is but like tbe prickly thorn and the blackberry of the bramble. When I heard him in the Oratory in London, he kept (to use the only suitable phraseology), the house ...

... fire-place, and, while the yule-log blazed bright and cheerily, told Christmas stories, in which ghosts were as plentiful as blackberries. In one tale that was then told, the hero belonged to a family in which insanity was hereditary, and (as is commonly the ...