"Mag" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... out a sheet of paper covered with figures. He had worked the whole thing out. So much—equipment, so much—trade, so much—concessions, so much—emergencies. "My last mag!" he ended, "a thousand short; the ship's ready, and if I'm not there within a month my chance is ...
— Forsyte Saga • John Galsworthy
... Hodgson ('Ann. Mag. Nat. Hist.' 1855), but there is some doubt about it, and it has been classed as a Lasiurus and also with Scot. ornatus and Vesp. formosa, but Jerdon thinks it a distinct species. I cannot find any mention of ...
— Natural History of the Mammalia of India and Ceylon • Robert A. Sterndale
... 'Hur,'" in order to join the author of She in a plot for a new romance. They are undeterred by the eye of Detective RUNCIMAN. I wish success to Merry Andrew Languid in this collaboration. In this same Lang-man's Mag., Mr. VAL PRINSEP, A.R.A., having temporarily dissociated himself from the paint-brush and canvas, by which he has made his name and fame, continues his novel Virginie. In the present chapter he incidentally gives a description ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 5, 1890 • Various
... ihren Pflegebefohlenen vorn im Coup sa. Aber freilich nicht so,[7-9] da sie einander gesehen htten. Das[7-10] geschah aber so: Auf der Fahrt flatterte ein blauer Schleier aus dem Coup lustig heraus am Wagen hin, worin hinten die Studios saen. Da dachte der eine:[7-11] Wer mag wohl[7-12] hinter dem blauen Schleier sein? Er trumte sich in den Gedanken hinein und zuletzt ward[7-13] der Schleier bei seiner Flatterhaftigkeit[7-14] festgehalten und mittelst einer Stecknadel ihm ein beschriebener Zettel angesteckt. Der ...
— Eingeschneit - Eine Studentengeschichte • Emil Frommel
... die a-larfin', I know I shall! Poll! don't you mind me a-tellin' you about my pore darter Winifred—for my darter she was, as I'll swear afore all the beaks in London—don't you mind me a-sayin' that if she wouldn't talk when she wur awake, she could mag away fast enough when she wur asleep; an' it were allus the same mag about dear little Henry, an' dear Henry Halywin as couldn't git up the gangways without 'er. Well, pore dear Henry was 'er sweet'airt, ...
— Aylwin • Theodore Watts-Dunton
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