Ink-well

After settling into his seat he suddenly finds that there is scarcely any ink in his ink-well, and he promptly takes advantage of the fact to make a journey across the room to procure the ink-pot, […] busily engaged in drawing a head on the brass square of his ink-well.

(If Mr. Crawford has any more tales of lonely parishes in his ink-well, more than one of his readers would be grateful if he would write them out.) Just now the ink-well appears to need replenishing, for “Fair Margaret” is dry and dreggy.

Having learned in this way how to dip his pen, the pupil should next dip it in his ink-well and write.

In the library a lamp stood on a tripod of hooves, once those of a deer, and on the writing-table, furnished with the thickest of inlaid writing-papers, was an ink-well made from another, larger hoof, perhaps that of the moose in the hall, king of all these relics.

For what makes happy the one we adore makes us happy; what not, not; the universe is a void, an ink-well otherwise.

It may indeed feel uncomfortably small if, say, from the finding of the scrolls it is inferred directly that the ink-wells found at Qumran belonged to scribes who used them to copy scrolls, and from the finding of the ink-wells it is inferred directly that the site was a scribal center.

He leaned forward into the light suddenly, no longer a Composer or a Mobster, but a Poet now, as he swept up his spectacles from his desk to his nose, dislodging the pen from behind his ear, catching it deftly, stretching out automatically to dip it in his ink-well while with his other hand he began rummaging through his papers.