| | 141 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Little Lord Fauntleroy  | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | CEDRIC himself knew nothing whatever about it. It had never
been even mentioned to him. He knew that his papa had
been an Englishman, because his mamma had told him so;
but then his papa had died when he was so little a boy that he could
not remember very much about him, except that he was big, and
had blue eyes and a long mustache, and that it was a splendid thing
to be carried around the room on his shoulder. Since his papa's
death, Cedric had found out that it was best not to talk to his
mamma about him. When his father was ill, Cedric had been sent
away, and when he had returned, everything was over; and his
mother, who had been very ill, too, was only just beginning to sit
in her chair by the window. She was pale and thin, and all the
dimples had gone from her pretty face, and her eyes looked large
and mournful, and she was dressed in black. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 145 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar | | | | Published: | 2000 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | LIEUTENANT ALBERT WERPER had only the prestige of the
name he had dishonored to thank for his narrow escape
from being cashiered. At first he had been humbly thankful,
too, that they had sent him to this Godforsaken Congo post
instead of court-martialing him, as he had so justly deserved;
but now six months of the monotony, the frightful
isolation and the loneliness had wrought a change. The
young man brooded continually over his fate. His days were
filled with morbid self-pity, which eventually engendered in
his weak and vacillating mind a hatred for those who had
sent him here—for the very men he had at first inwardly
thanked for saving him from the ignominy of degradation. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 147 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Secret Garden | | | | Published: | 2000 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor
to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most
disagreeable-looking child ever seen. It was true, too.
She had a little thin face and a little thin body,
thin light hair and a sour expression. Her hair was yellow,
and her face was yellow because she had been born in
India and had always been ill in one way or another.
Her father had held a position under the English
Government and had always been busy and ill himself,
and her mother had been a great beauty who cared only
to go to parties and amuse herself with gay people.
She had not wanted a little girl at all, and when Mary
was born she handed her over to the care of an Ayah,
who was made to understand that if she wished to please
the Mem Sahib she must keep the child out of sight as much
as possible. So when she was a sickly, fretful, ugly little
baby she was kept out of the way, and when she became
a sickly, fretful, toddling thing she was kept out of
the way also. She never remembered seeing familiarly
anything but the dark faces of her Ayah and the other
native servants, and as they always obeyed her and gave
her her own way in everything, because the Mem Sahib
would be angry if she was disturbed by her crying,
by the time she was six years old she was as tyrannical
and selfish a little pig as ever lived. The young English
governess who came to teach her to read and write disliked
her so much that she gave up her place in three months,
and when other governesses came to try to fill it they
always went away in a shorter time than the first one.
So if Mary had not chosen to really want to know how
to read books she would never have learned her letters at all. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 148 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Shuttle | | | | Published: | 1997 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | NO man knew when the Shuttle began its slow and
heavy weaving from shore to shore, that it was held
and guided by the great hand of Fate. Fate alone
saw the meaning of the web it wove, the might of it, and
its place in the making of a world's history. Men thought
but little of either web or weaving, calling them by other
names and lighter ones, for the time unconscious of the strength
of the thread thrown across thousands of miles of leaping,
heaving, grey or blue ocean. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 149 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | T. Tembarom | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE boys at the Brooklyn public school which
he attended did not know what the "T."
stood for. He would never tell them. All
he said in reply to questions was: "It don't
stand for nothin'. You+'ve gotter have a'
'nitial, ain't you?" His name was, in fact,
an almost inevitable school-boy modification
of one felt to be absurd and pretentious.
His Christian name was Temple, which became
"Temp." His surname was Barom,
so he was at once "Temp Barom." In the natural tendency to
avoid waste of time it was pronounced as one word, and the
letter p being superfluous and cumbersome, it easily settled itself
into "Tembarom," and there remained. By much less inevitable
processes have surnames evolved themselves as centuries rolled
by. Tembarom liked it, and soon almost forgot he had ever
been called anything else. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 150 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Tarzan the Untamed | | | | Published: | 2000 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | HAUPTMANN FRITZ SCHNEIDER trudged wearily through
the somber aisles of the dark forest. Sweat rolled down
his bullet head and stood upon his heavy jowls and bull
neck. His lieutenant marched beside him while Underlieutenant
von Goss brought up the rear, following with a handful of
askaris the tired and all but exhausted porters whom the black
soldiers, following the example of their white officer,
encouraged with the sharp points of bayonets and the metal-shod
butts of rifles. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 152 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The White People | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | PERHAPS the things which happened could
only have happened to me. I do not
know. I never heard of things like them
happening to any one else. But I am not sorry
they did happen. I am in secret deeply and
strangely glad. I have heard other people say
things—and they were not always sad people,
either—which made me feel that if they knew
what I know it would seem to them as though
some awesome, heavy load they had always
dragged about with them had fallen from their
shoulders. To most people everything is so
uncertain that if they could only see or hear and
know something clear they would drop upon
their knees and give thanks. That was what I
felt myself before I found out so strangely, and
I was only a girl. That is why I intend to
write this down as well as I can. It will not be
very well done, because I never was clever at all,
and always found it difficult to talk. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 153 | Author: | Butler, Samuel, 1835-1902. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Erewhon; or, Over the range | | | | Published: | 2000 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | If the reader will excuse me, I will say nothing of my antecedents, nor of
the circumstances which led me to leave my native country; the narrative
would be tedious to him and painful to myself. Suffice it, that when I left
home it was with the intention of going to some new colony, and either finding,
or even perhaps purchasing, waste crown land suitable for cattle or sheep
farming, by which means I thought that I could better my fortunes more rapidly
than in England. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 155 | Author: | Calamity Jane (pseud. Marthy Cannary Burk) | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Life and Adventures of Calamity Jane | | | | Published: | 1997 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | My maiden name was Marthy Cannary. I was born in
Princeton, Missourri, May 1st, 1852. Father and mother were
natives of Ohio. I had two brothers and three sisters, I being the
oldest of the children. As a child I always had a fondness for
adventure and out-door exercise and especial fondness for
horses which I began to ride at an early age and continued to do
so until I became an expert rider being able to ride the most
vicious and stubborn of horses, in fact the greater portion of my
life in early times was spent in this manner. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 157 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Petunias — That's for Remembrance | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IT was a place to which, as a dreamy, fanciful child escaping from
nurse-maid and governess, Virginia had liked to climb on hot summer
afternoons. She had spent many hours, lying on the grass in the
shade of the dismantled house, looking through the gaunt, uncovered
rafters of the barn at the white clouds, like stepping-stones in
the broad blue river of sky flowing between the mountain walls. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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