He was assailed terribly in the press
, in long and abusive editorials, for his anarchy, and hints were made of mental breakdown on his part.
On the subject of the liberty of the press
, as much as has been said, I cannot forbear adding a remark or two: in the first place, I observe, that there is not a syllable concerning it in the constitution of this State; in the next, I contend, that whatever has been said about it in that of any other State, amounts to nothing.
There exists at that epoch, for thought written in stone, a privilege exactly comparable to our present liberty of the press
. It is the liberty of architecture.
That others would press
to the support of those who faced me I knew, so even as I fought I kept my wits at work, searching for an avenue of escape.
So the Nightingale pressed
closer against the thorn, and louder and louder grew her song, for she sang of the birth of passion in the soul of a man and a maid.
We are not going to be hard on a lady who did not belong to the Women's Press
Schools may be erected, East, West, North, and South; pupils be taught, and masters reared, by scores upon scores of thousands; colleges may thrive, churches may be crammed, temperance may be diffused, and advancing knowledge in all other forms walk through the land with giant strides: but while the newspaper press
of America is in, or near, its present abject state, high moral improvement in that country is hopeless.
And the question was repeated, while he struggled for will power sufficient to press
on the light.
"If I could once ketch that consarned old thief," exclaimed Abner righteously, "I'd make him dance,--workin' off a stolen sleigh on me an' takin' away my good money an' cider press
, to say nothin' o' my character!"
It was a clever move, for it put me at the mercy of a dozen men within a chamber from which assistance was locked out, and it gave the red men in the corridor beyond no avenue of escape should their new antagonists press
them too closely.
Each time Prince Nesvitski tried to move on, soldiers and carts pushed him back again and pressed
him against the railings, and all he could do was to smile.
'Take out the sacks!' But the cart pressed
down colder and colder, and then he heard a strange knocking, awoke completely, and remembered everything.