“Mr. Martin, I suppose, is not a man of information beyond the line of his own business? He does not read?”
“Oh yes!-that is, no-I do not know-but I believe he has read a good deal-but not what you would think any thing of. He reads the Agricultural Reports, and some other books that lay in one of the window seats-but he reads all them to himself. But sometimes of an evening, before we went to cards, he would read something aloud out of the Elegant Extracts, very entertaining.”
Jane Austen, Emma, 1815.
“The apothecary had an idea that I was actually dead. This idea I endeavored to confute, kicking and plunging with all my might, and making the most furious contortions-for the operations of the surgeon had, in a measure, restored me to the possession of my faculties. All, however, was attributed to the effects of a new galvanic battery, wherewith the apothecary, who is really a man of information, performed several curious experiments, in which, from my personal share in their fulfillment, I could not help feeling deeply interested.”
Edgar Allan Poe, “Loss of Breath,” 1832.
—From the 2009 EMC Information Calendar

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