| 86 | Author: | Fox, John, 1863-1919 | Requires cookie* | | Title: | The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come | | | Published: | 2001 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | THE days of that April had been days of mist and rain. Sometimes, for hours,
there would come a miracle of blue sky, white cloud, and yellow light, but
always between dark and dark the rain would fall and the mist creep up the
mountains and steam from the tops—only to roll together from either range,
drip back into the valleys, and lift, straightway, as mist again. So that,
all the while Nature was trying to give lustier life to every living thing
in the lowland Bluegrass, all the while a gaunt skeleton was stalking down
the Cumberland— tapping with fleshless knuckles, now at some unlovely cottage
of faded white and green, and now at a log cabin, stark and gray. Passing
the mouth of Lonesome, he flashed his scythe into its unlifting shadows and
went stalking on. High up, at the source of the dismal little stream, the
point of the shining blade darted thrice into the open door of a cabin set
deep into a shaggy flank of Black Mountain, and three spirits, within, were
quickly loosed from aching flesh for the long flight into the unknown. | | Similar Items: | Find |
91 | Author: | Habberton, John | Requires cookie* | | Title: | Everybody's Chance | | | Published: | 2001 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | BRUNDY was the deadest town in the United States; so all the residents of
Brundy said. It had not even a railway station, although several other villages
in the county had two each. It was natural, therefore, that manufacturers'
capital avoided Brundy. There was a large woolen mill at Yarn City, eight
miles to the westward, and Yarn City was growing so fast that some of the
farmers on the outskirts of the town were selling off their estates in building
lots at prices which justified the sellers in going to the city to end their
days. At Magic Falls, five miles to the northward, there was water power
and a hardwood forest, which between them made business for several manufacturers
of wooden-ware, as well as markets, with good prices for all farmers of the
vicinity. | | Similar Items: | Find |
93 | Author: | Haggard, H. Rider | Requires cookie* | | Title: | Montezuma's Daughter | | | Published: | 2001 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | Now glory be to God who has given us the victory! It is true, the
strength of Spain is shattered, her ships are sunk or fled, the sea
has swallowed her soldiers and her sailors by hundreds and by
thousands, and England breathes again. They came to conquer, to
bring us to the torture and the stake--to do to us free Englishmen
as Cortes did by the Indians of Anahuac. Our manhood to the slave
bench, our daughters to dishonour, our souls to the loving-kindness
of the priest, our wealth to the Emperor and the Pope! God has
answered them with his winds, Drake has answered them with his
guns. They are gone, and with them the glory of Spain. | | Similar Items: | Find |
98 | Author: | Henry, O., 1862-1910 | Requires cookie* | | Title: | The four million; | | | Published: | 2001 | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | Description: | TOBIN and me, the two of us, went down to Coney one day, for there
was four dollars between us, and Tobin had need of distractions.
For there was Katie Mahorner, his sweetheart, of County Sligo, lost
since she started for America three months before with two hundred
dollars, her own savings, and one hundred dollars from the sale of
Tobin's inherited estate, a fine cottage and pig on the Bog
Shannaugh. And since the letter that Tobin got saying that she had
started to come to him not a bit of news had he heard or seen of
Katie Mahorner. Tobin advertised in the papers, but nothing could be
found of the colleen. | | Similar Items: | Find |
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