"Vise" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... his friends pressed near and seized my hand in a vise-like grip. Loud cheers rent the air, for again the fickle public had veered around, the crowd surged to and fro, women wept, and the fervent "Thank God!" that broke from the pallid lips of the young wife rang in my ears for many ...
— Idle Hour Stories • Eugenia Dunlap Potts
... de justice qui animent leur souverain. La Delegation americaine vient donc prier la Conference de vouloir bien emettre le v[oe]u que S.M. Cherifienne continue dans la bonne voie inauguree par son pere et maintenue par Sa Majeste elle-meme par rapport a ses sujets israelites et qu'elle vise a ce que son Gouvernement ne neglige aucune occasion de faire savoir a ses fonctionnaires que le Sultan tient a ce que les israelites de son Empire et tous ses sujets, sans distinction de croyance, soient traites avec ...
— Notes on the Diplomatic History of the Jewish Question • Lucien Wolf
... 3, 1914, Von Emmich's force had crossed into Belgium. Early on the morning of August 4, 1914, Von Kluck's second advance line reached Vise, situated on the Meuse north of Liege and close to the Dutch frontier. Here an engagement took place with a Belgian guard, which terminated with the Germans bombarding Vise. The Belgians had destroyed the river ...
— The Story of the Great War, Volume III (of 12) - The War Begins, Invasion of Belgium, Battle of the Marne • Francis J. Reynolds, Allen L. Churchill, and Francis Trevelyan
... smell of his own blood sent the city pugilist into a crazed frenzy. He threw his elbow into the minister's throat and hurled him against the wall. Holding him there as though in a vise he landed a wicked hook under the left ear. Sim Hicks gave an immoderate laugh. A shout went up from the few who favored the stranger. A deep growl was the answer from Hank Simpson and his following ...
— Captain Pott's Minister • Francis L. Cooper
... would not pay duties on articles which were not merchandise. Every transfer, therefore, of the bill to a new clerk, gave me a fresh twinge, for I imagined that every clerk added more charges, and that every charge was a tighter turn to the vise which held my fingers. Finally, the last clerk defiantly thrust in my face the terrible official document, on which were scrawled certain cabalistic characters, signifying the amount of money I should ...
— A Unique Story of a Marvellous Career. Life of Hon. Phineas T. • Joel Benton
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