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1Author:  Irving Washington 1783-1859Add
 Title:  A book of the Hudson  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: It used to be a favorite assertion of the venerable Diedrich Knickerbocker, that there was no region more rich in themes for the writer of historic novels, heroic melodramas, and rough-shod epics, than the ancient province of the New Netherlands, and its quondam capital, at the Manhattoes. “We live,” he used to say, “in the midst of history, mystery, and romance; he who would find these elements, however, must not seek them among the modern improvements and monied people of the monied metropolis; he must dig for them, as for Kidd the pirate's treasures, in out of the way places, and among the ruins of the past.” Never did sage speak more truly. Poetry and romance received a fatal blow at the overthrow of the ancient Dutch dynasty, and have ever since been gradually withering under the growing domination of the Yankees. They abandoned our hearths when the old Dutch tiles were superseded by marble chimney pieces; when brass andirons made way for polished grates, and the crackling and blazing fire of nut wood gave place to the smoke and stench of Liverpool coal; and on the downfall of the last crow-step gables, their requiem was tolled from the tower of the Dutch Church in Nassau street, by the old bell that came from Holland. But poetry and romance still lurk unseen among us, or seen only by the enlightened few who are able to contemplate the common-place scenes and objects of the metropolis, through the medium of tradition, and clothed with the associations of foregone ages.
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2Author:  Jones J. B. (John Beauchamp) 1810-1866Add
 Title:  The western merchant  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: I was born in one of the eastern cities, and was the sixth of eleven children, of poor parents. When I was about six years of age, my family emigrated to Kentucky, then considered the “far west.” At the end of six years, my father failed in business; and as he was now entirely too poor to provide for his large family, those that were deemed old enough sought employment to support themselves. Nor were they wholly unprepared for the exigency; for our honored parent, in more propitious times, had placed the proper estimate upon the importance of education, and from the time we were old enough to go to school, until the loss of his fortune, (and every dollar was honorably offered up to his creditors,) we had excellent preceptors. Being unluckily the sixth child, I was not so far advanced in the books as my seniors, when the disaster alluded to befell us—but as I had the advantage of my five juniors, there was no just cause of complaint. I had the rudiments of a good English education, and an insatiable passion for books, which they deemed quite sufficient for the very humble part it seemed I was destined to play in the great drama of life. “Dear Luke:—I cannot restrain myself any longer from writing to you. Your last letter, informing me of your good prospects, and of your intention to commence business for yourself at Hanover, was directed to me, and not in an envelope to a third person—so it fell into the hands of my guardian-uncle, and excited his wrath and indignation to a frightful extent. But the worst of it was that he did not tell me what it was all about, but kept the letter himself. Now, I am my own mistress, and have some fortune here in old Virginia in my own right. I might at any time 13 relieve myself of his supervision, and his eccentric solicitude. Yet as my uncles are the nearest of kin that I have, I hope to be able to avoid a rupture with them. But to my narration. A few days after your letter fell into his hands, he announced his intention to take me to Virginia, and leave me under the protection of his brother, my uncle Edgar Beaufort. Not being aware of the cause which induced this step on his part, I was delighted with the idea of going back to old Virginia, and so I readily agreed to his proposition, without paying any particular attention to his remarks about the opportunity the change would afford me of marrying some one of my own station, equal in birth and fortune. “Luke, if you come to see me, remember it is merely the careless passing visit of a friend. There is a Methodist meeting house near the — hotel, in which they are holding a protracted meeting. If you follow a merry little old woman (you will know her by her shouting in the meeting house) to her broading-house, you will find me. My uncle is here, and might be harsh if he met you. Should you meet, you must not resent anything he may say, and above all, have no hostile collision with him. You must register a promise in heaven to do as I bid, before starting hitherward; else you have not my permission to come. Remember “Sir—In violation of the expressed desire of my brother, you have persisted in addressing letters to my niece; you have not only done that, but you have had the presumption to seek and obtain a clandestine interview with her. Being her next of kin, and natural protector, I deem it incumbent on me to demand, in this formal manner, the satisfaction which one gentleman has a right to require of another (and which no gentleman can refuse), for such an intrusive disregard of the wishes expressed by my brother, and endorsed by myself. “Dear Sir—I am at No. 6, — hotel, an entire stranger, and have received a challenge from Mr. E. Beaufort to meet him in mortal combat. I have never seen Mr. Beaufort before to-day, and certainly never insulted or injured him. If you will consent to give me the benefit of your advice in the premises, I will avail myself of the opportunity to relate all the circumstances of the case to you. “Luke:—The servant who hands you this, belongs to me, and has informed me that my uncle has challenged you to mortal combat. He says he heard my uncle tell his friends that he liked your appearance so much, he was almost sorry that he had quarreled with you, and that if you behaved well on the field, he would tender you his friendship, after an exchange of shots, which he hoped might have no serious result. Now, Luke, are you willing to fight for me? You have never said you desired to have me, nor I that I was at your service. I desire it to be distinctly understood by you, as it is sufficiently by him, that I am not at the disposal of my uncle. I am of age, and am my own mistress. My uncle is kind to me in my presence, and never seeks to control my actions. Should I make an unworthy alliance, the worst thing he could do, or would have a desire to attempt, would be to abandon my society. You now understand the relation in which we stand. I do not, however, wish to break with my uncle. He is generous, brave, and magnanimous; and of course it would wound me past recovery if you, my friend, should slay him in a duel. Thus you see that, by acceding to his proposition, to obtain his friendship, you would lose mine. Of that you may be assured. If you resolve to meet him, I resolve never to see you again. You must choose between him and me. But if you determine to accede to my request, and depart without a collision with him, you have my promise that, at a future day, should it be your pleasure, you can see me again, unchanged in every particular. “Sir:—I have the honor to acknowledge the receipt of your note of this morning. In reply, I have to state that, inasmuch as no definite proposal has been made by me to your niece, and as my engagements will demand my unintermitting presence at a point some two thousand miles distant from this, for at least a year to come, I must decline the meeting you demand, at least for the present. Should fortune bring me again in the vicinity of your niece, at some future day, and it should then be your pleasure to renew the demand, that will be the proper time for me to announce my final decision. “Luke,” said Blanche, “if you have seen proper to afflict yourself without reason, it was cruel to afflict Blanche also, who never did you any harm. And now, if you persist in dying, you may have the consolation, if the fact can console you, of knowing that Blanche will die also, murdered by you. * * * * You declare your love, and announce your purpose never to see me more. Would it not have been generous to have withheld the declaration, and left me in doubt? Luke, did you know that the passion was mutual? You have spoken plainly, at last; and I will do so too. Never, since we first parted, no, never for a moment, have I entertained the shadow of a thought that I could or would bestow my hand on any other than yourself—and such is the case still. * * * * * Luke, I have been addressed by several since we parted last, and all have abandoned the pursuit on learning my purpose, which I have frankly made known to them. My uncle took me to the falls of Niagara, Saratoga Springs, and divers other gay places last summer; but all in vain: he found that it was impossible to wean me from my first attachment. On my return, I pronounced my last positive rejection of the suit of the one whom my uncle preferred. Luke, we were standing on the balcony of a hotel in 23 Philadelphia, when he desired to know my decision. At that moment I thought I beheld your pale features, and that you cast upon me a look of reproach and sadness. A monosyllable sufficed for my petitioner, and I did not even have the curiosity to look after him, and observe how deeply he was disappointed and piqued. I had eyes only for the vision before me, if vision it was. I felt that Providence had linked our destinies together by adamantine chains, and I had no disposition to rupture them if they had been formed of a weaker material. Luke, was it you? Oh, if it was, how cruel not to come and speak to me! * * * * * * Luke, when I learned through the newspapers of your loss on that terrible steamer, my mind was made up. It was my fixed determination to place myself and my little fortune in your keeping, if you desired it, as soon as we met. How could you suppose that the loss of your money might involve the loss of my affection? No, Luke, you have not yet learned fully the character of Blanche. In misfortune she will cling the more closely to you, and be all the bolder in her ministrations of solace and encouragement. * * * * * Adhere Steadfastly to your Business.
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3Author:  Judah Samuel B. H. (Samuel Benjamin Helbert) ca. 1799-1876Add
 Title:  The buccaneers  
 Published:  1997 
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4Author:  Judah Samuel B. H. (Samuel Benjamin Helbert) ca. 1799-1876Add
 Title:  The buccaneers  
 Published:  1997 
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5Author:  Kennedy John Pendleton 1795-1870Add
 Title:  Horse Shoe Robinson  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: The belt of mountains which traverses the state of Virginia diagonally, from north-east to south-west, it will be seen by an inspection of the map, is composed of a series of parallel ranges, presenting a conformation somewhat similar to that which may be observed in miniature on the sea-beach, amongst the minute lines of sand hillocks left by the retreating tide. This belt may be said to commence with the Blue Ridge, or more accurately speaking, with that inferior chain of highlands that runs parallel to this mountain almost immediately along its eastern base. From this region westward the highlands increase in elevation, the valleys become narrower, steeper and cooler, and the landscape progressively assumes the wilder features which belong to what is distinctly meant by “the mountain country.” “`By ill luck I have fallen into the possession of the Whigs. They have received intelligence of the capture of Major Butler, and, apprehending that some mischief might befal him, have constrained me to inform you that my life will be made answerable for any harsh treatment that he may receive at the hands of our friends. They are resolute men, and will certainly make me the victim of their retaliation.
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6Author:  Kennedy John Pendleton 1795-1870Add
 Title:  Quodlibet  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: It was at the close of the year 1833—or rather, I should say, at the opening of the following spring, that our Borough of Quodlibet took that sudden leap to greatness, which has, of late, caused it to be so much talked about. Our folks are accustomed to set this down to the Removal of the Deposites. Indeed, until that famous event, Quodlibet was, as one might say in common parlance, a place not worth talking about—it might hardly be remarked upon the maps. But since that date, verily, like Jeshurun, it has waxed fat. It has thus come to pass that “The Removal” is a great epoch in our annals—our Hejirah—the A. U. C. of all Quodlibetarians. “Sir:—The Patriotic Copper-plate Bank of Quodlibet has been selected by this department as the depository of the public money collected in Quodlibet and its vicinity; and the Marshal will hand you the form of a contract proposed to be executed, with a copy of his instructions from this department. In selecting your institution as one of the fiscal agents of the government, I not only rely on its solidity and established character, as affording a sufficient guarantee for the safety of the public money entrusted to its keeping, but I confide also in its disposition to adopt the most liberal course which circumstances will admit, towards other moneyed institutions generally, and particularly those in your vicinity. The deposites of the public money will enable you to afford increased facilities to commerce, and to extend your accommodations to individuals; and as the duties which are payable to the government arise from the business and enterprise of the merchants engaged in foreign trade, it is but reasonable that they should be preferred in the additional accommodations which the public deposites will enable your institution to give, whenever it can be done without injustice to the claims of other classes of the community. “This is to give notice, that we who have put our sign-manuals to the foot thereof, being till now snorting Whigs, having heard our Postmaster, Clem Straddle, Esq., say that he knows General Harrison sold five white men as slaves off his plantation, and is for Abolition, and whipped four naked women on their bare backs, and is for imprisonment for debt, and moreover is for making a King, and goes for raising the expenses of the Government up to fifteen millions, and is a coward and wears petticoats, and is kept in a cage, and wants to reduce wages, and for that purpose is a going to have a standing army of two hundred thousand men, which our free and independent spirits wont bear, and wants to give the public money, which comes from the sweat of our brows, and public lands, to Sam. Swartwout and Price, and a gang of British Whigs, which we consider against the Constitution, and moreover we dont believe he wont answer, and has got no principles excepting them what he used to have, and is against the Independent Treasury which was signed Fourth of July, whereby it is the Declaration of Independence; and the aforesaid Clem Straddle, Esq., which writeth this for us and in our names, being against all office-holders which the British Whigs is a striving after, and tells us to vote for Van Buren, we being an affectionate father and five orphan children without any mother, and never had any since infancy, make known that in 21 the next Presidential election in this Territory, if we had a vote, and if not we shall vote in Missouri, we goes against Tip. and Ty. and all that disgusting mummery of Log Cabins, Hard Cider, Coonskins, Possums, and Gourds, in regard of their lowering morals, and goes for Jackson, Hickory Poles, Whole Hogs, and Van Buren, as witness our hands and seals. Gentle reader, I have performed my covenant. Quod meum fuit præstiti. What content these chronicles, and the poor skill with which they are set forth, may have brought to our respcctable Committee, I am in no position to decide; since I know that an author is seldom honestly commended to his face. That there is division of opinion on this matter I am aware; for upon the reading at the last meeting on Wednesday night, I could not fail to observe certain signs of dissent, if not of displeasure, passing between Eliphalet Fox and Zachary Younghusband; and that more than once. But Mr. Flam, who has always shown himself a true friend and patron to me, took up my cause with such spirit and effect, being well supported by Mr. Doubleday and Mr. Snuffers—that a unanimous vote of approbation was finally passed by the Committee. Thus sheltered under the shield of triple brass and tough bull hide of our Grand Central Committee, I cheerfully submit my labors to the judgment of the good folks of Quodlibet; promising, if they approve and should again call me to the desk, to contribute what my opportunity may allow to the better elucidation of their character, both social and public, wherein it is manifest an eager desire to be instructed hath lately grown up in this nation. Non sum qui oblivionis artem, quam memoriæ mallem.
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7Author:  Eastman Mary Henderson 1818-1890Add
 Title:  Dahcotah, or, Life and legends of the Sioux around Fort Snelling  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: Within a few miles of Fort Snelling lives Checkered Cloud. Not that she has any settled habitation; she is far too important a character for that. Indeed she is not often two days in the same place. Her wanderings are not, however, of any great extent, so that she can always be found when wanted. But her wigwam is about seven miles from the fort, and she is never much farther off. Her occupations change with the day. She has been very busy of late, for Check ered Cloud is one of the medicine women of the Dahcotahs; and as the Indians have had a good deal of sickness among them, you might follow her from teepee to teepee, as she proceeds with the sacred rattle[2] [2]Sacred rattle. This is generally a gourd, but is sometimes made of bark. Small beads are put into it. The Sioux suppose that this rattle, in the hands of one of their medicine men or women, possesses a certain virtue to charm away sickness or evil spirits. They shake it over a sick person, using a circular motion. It is never, however, put in requisition against the worst spirits with which the Red Man has to contend. in her hand, charming away the animal that has entered the body of the Dahcotah to steal his strength.
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8Author:  Lippard George 1822-1854Add
 Title:  Herbert Tracy, or, The legend of the Black Rangers  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: Dearest Herbert—I am in great distress, and hemmed in by the most fearful dangers. If you have any regard for our mutual love, our mutual fate, come to me; come to me as soon as you have read these lines. Nothing but your presence can avert the fate of—
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9Author:  Lippard George 1822-1854Add
 Title:  Washington and his generals, or, Legends of the Revolution  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: Permit Mr. John Anderson to pass the Guards to the White Plains, or below if he chooses. He being on Public Business by my Direction. I have learned since I have been at this place, that you are at Bordentown. Whether for the sake of retirement or economy, I know not. Be it for either, for both, or whatever it may, if you will come to this place, and partake with me, I shall be exceedingly happy to see you.
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10Author:  Lippard George 1822-1854Add
 Title:  Paul Ardenheim, the monk of Wissahikon  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: In case the hope, in which I have lived for seventeen years, proves false, and the Deliverer for whom we have waited in Prayer, for so many years, does not come—even then, Paul, it is my purpose to fulfil, with regard to you, the command of the Lord. From your infancy you have been devoted to God. You have been sacred from the world, set apart from the faces of men. The relentless lust of traffic, the feverish desires of ambition, the hollow sophistries and cold selfishness of the great world, have not polluted your virgin intellect. You have bloomed into life in the wilderness—a life, pure and serene as the stars. Therefore, to-morrow, at the hour of sunset, I will fulfil the purpose of my heart, and solemnly dedicate you to God. Thou seekest to know. Enter the door with the Cross upon its panels. Search the Urn. The Past and future will be opened to thee. Within an hour I will exact from you a Promise and an Oath. The Promise—you are not to enter this chamber, nor place your hand within this Urn, until a year has passed. At twelve to-night. The place—the Block House of the Wissahikon. You pursue this lane, cross the stream, and then turn to the right. It is but little more than half a mile from the place where you will find these words. “Do not tremble, fair girl, when you behold the name, written beneath these lines! It is, I—it is Reginald,—who sought your love, under a cowardly disguise, and sought to lure you to dishonor, on the fatal New Year's morning of 1775. And Reginald, repenting of the crime, now seeks to make atonement, and thus deserves your forgiveness. “`The plan is good; the project itself confers immortal honor on its originator. The Army of His Majesty is now in Jersey, as you are aware, advancing toward the Delaware; the object of the General being the possession of Philadelphia. But the project will pay us for a thousand Philadelphias; will end the war, in fact, and bring the revolted colonies to the foot of the throne. I will be in * * * * * * * * * * at the appointed time, and at the place you designate. Let your messenger meet me there, with a line from you, in your own hand, which I will take as a token to go forward. You will have time to perfect your understanding with our friends in Philadelphia; we can seize HIM away from HIS camp; conceal HIM for a few days in Philadelphia, and—the war is at an end—”' Should these lines, traced with a hand, fevered by disease ever meet your eyes, you will learn something of the fate of your poor friend, Cath............ the day when our ship was boarded by pirates, who threatened to dismantle it, and consign every soul to the waves, unless `the person and property of Lady Alice, wife of Right Hon. Clarence Albert Lyndulfe was surrendered to them'.......... ........ scene which ensued.. .. my poor husband, John Conwell, had died the week before,. . a poor lieutenant on half pay.. widow a beggar. . had received kindness at your husband's hands, while in the West Indies, and....... I was alone in the world; your life was valuable....... ..... notwithstanding your entreaties, I assumed your dress, ornaments, etc., and some personal resemblance aided my disguise. .............. .............. .............. . from the decks of the pirate vessel I saw the Artemesia on her. way............. ......... concealed for a month or more in the City of Philadelphia, and now am a prisoner in a house, in the midst of a forest; how far from the city I know not.
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11Author:  Lippard George 1822-1854Add
 Title:  The memoirs of a preacher, or, The mysteries of the pulpit  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: You are said to devote your time to the relief of the poor and distressed. A stranger who has heard of you, and who has a claim upon your sympathy — for he has suffered much — desires to see you to-night, at the — Hotel, Room 92. It is a matter of life and death. Jervis has been preaching in this county. He is accompanied by a man who calls himself Dr. Arthur Baldwin, and who has two young persons with him, whom he calls his children. Do you know anything of this “Popular Preacher?” May he not be the same person who, under an assumed name * * * * * * * * * * * * My Dear Friend: — In answer to your enquiries, I hasten to state the following facts which I have gained, after some trouble, and not a little research.
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12Author:  Mathews Cornelius 1817-1889Add
 Title:  The career of Puffer Hopkins  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: To say that the townspeople of this mighty metropolis were in a state of greater excitement and activity on a certain night in a certain month of November—which it is not necessary more particularly to define—than they are on certain other nights of periodical recurrence, would be to do the said townspeople arrant injustice, and to establish for the chronicler of the following authentic history, at the very outset, a questionable character for truth and plain-speaking. On this immediate occasion, however, there was, it must be confessed, a commendable degree of agitation and enthusiasm visible, in almost every quarter of the city. Crowds were emerging from lane, alley and thoroughfare, and pouring into the central streets in the direction of the Hall; sometimes in knots of three, four or more, all engaged in earnest conversation, in a loud key, with vehement gesture, and faces considerably discolored by excitement. The persons composing these various peripatetic and deliberative groups, could not be said to be of any single class or profession, but mingled together indiscriminately, much after the fashion of a country store-keeper's stock, where a bale of fourth-price flannel neighbors a piece of first-quality linen, and knots of dainty and gallant wine-glasses are brought into a state of sociable confusion, with a gathering of hard-headed plebian stone-bottles. Although all tended the same way and on the same errand, let no man be so rash and intemperate as to imagine that no distinctions were observed; that certain lines and demarcations were not maintained; and that broadcloth was not careful here, as usual, not to have its fine nap destroyed by the jostling of homespun.
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13Author:  Mathews Cornelius 1817-1889Add
 Title:  The various writings of Cornelius Mathews [...] complete in one volume  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: It grieveth me much to communicate by this, tidings that thine uncle is deceased. He departed this life on first day morning, of a malignant fever, as I am informed by Dr. Slanter, who attended him during his last sickness. His malady wrought much change in thine uncle's looks, as I can state from personal observance, having inspected them with great care immediately after his lamented decease. The funeral takes place third day morning, but too early for thee to come up; thou hadst better not undertake the journey, as it may overweary thee, thou being of a feeble constitution (as I know), from a boy. Thine uncle hath left no heir, as thou knowest he was never in wedlock; consequently thou art his successor in the homestead, and whatsoever cash, moveables, and stock, he hath left. I would advise thee to plough the meadow behind the house, and to sow timothy in the blue grass meadow. The garden needs to be looked after, and the fruit-trees, as they are at present well-stocked, should be thinned out. Perhaps I had better use the kitchen herbs and early apples for my own family use, until thou comest hither. My spouse Deborah says they make exceeding good pies. Zekiel can pluck them, and it will be no great trouble; if it be, a small commission will make all right between me and thee. Zekiel proposes to gather the vegetables and fruit for us in consideration of thy letting him have a little of the live stock; a pair or two of the fowls, and a well-looking calf that is just cast by the spotted cow. I regret to add that Gideon Barley's fine red heifer hath strained her off shoulder, and he may lose the crittur. I recommended salt and water for the animal; whether Gideon will use it yet is not decided. The old people are well and ask the stagedriver daily (as I have observed from the kitchen window) questions concerning thy welfare. I would bring this news to thee in person, and be enabled to satisfy thy grandfather and grandmother touching thy progress and behavior in the Babylon where thou art, but there is much ploughing to be done, and I am deprived of Zephaniah's aid, he being sore of a foot with a seythe wound. Leonard hath gone over to tend the mill for Miller Kirby, and Zekiel will be busy running to and fro betwixt us and thy garden and orchard. Advising thee to keep from the snares that beset the feet of youth in the ungodly city, and recommending thee to pay thy tailor's bill, and avoid the night air:
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14Author:  McHenry James 1753-1816Add
 Title:  The betrothed of Wyoming  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: Pope was a good poet but a bad philosopher. He says that “health, peace and competence,” are all that can be necessary for a reasonable man's happiness. He is mistaken. There are many other things necessary. I shall mention but one—the fulfilment of duty.
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15Author:  Mitchell I. (Isaac) ca. 1759-1812Add
 Title:  A short account of the courtship of Alonzo & Melissa  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: In the time of the late revolution, two young gentlemen of Connecticut, who had formed an indissoluble friendship, graduated at Yale college in New Haven; their names were Edgar and Alonzo; Edgar was the son of a respectable farmer, Alonzo's father was an eminent merchant — Edgar was designed for the desk, Alonzo for the bar; but as they were allowed some vacant time after their graduation before they entered upon their professional studies, they improved this interim in mutual, friendly visits, mingling with select parties in the amusement of the day, and in travelling through some parts of the United States.
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16Author:  Mitchell I. (Isaac) ca. 1759-1812Add
 Title:  The asylum, or, Alonzo and Melissa  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: Sometime previous to the commencement of the American revolution, there resided, in the western part of Connecticut, a gentleman of English extraction, whose ancestors were among the earliest settlers of this country. The patrimony he inherited from his father, he had, by various speculation, increased until he became the richest man in those parts. His property lay in numerous cultivated farms, most of which were advantageously rented; in valuable wild lands, and in money at interest on indubitable security. His name was Bloomfield.
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17Author:  Mitchell I. (Isaac) ca. 1759-1812Add
 Title:  The asylum, or, Alonzo and Melissa  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: The spring opened with the “dreadful note of preparation” throughout America for defensive war. It was found that vigorous measures must be pursued to oppose the torrent which was preparing to overwhelm the colonies, soon to be for ever separated from the British empire by the Declaration of Independence. Troops were levying in all parts of the continent, and great numbers of American youth volunteered in the service of their country. A large army of reinforcement was shortly expected from England to land on our shores, and “the confused noise of warriors and garments rolled in blood,” were already anticipated.
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18Author:  Motley John Lothrop 1814-1877Add
 Title:  Morton's Hope, or, The memoirs of a provincial  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: “You are going to hate me. I am prepared for it. Alas! you have too much cause. What shall I write? My thoughts are wild and fluctuating as the sea, and my reason is tossed about at their mercy. My brain is whirled round by conflicting passions, till it is sick and giddy. You have often complained of my coldness, my abstraction; but could you have dreamed of the extent of my crime? Never. I have only made you the victim of a foiled attempt at self-sacrifice. Dearest Uncas, I do not ask you not to hate me. I implore your curses; but, at least, hear me to the end. I have but a word to say. “Come to me without fail at twelve to-day: — I shall be in — Street. It is a matter of life and death. “Sir, — There are three things to be settled, and they may be done at one time as well as another — amicably, if you like — but certainly, suddenly. Bring a friend — Major Dalrymple will be with me. I know it is your marriage-day, but I cannot wait. I know you too well not to be sure that it will prove no excuse. The hour is half-past twelve. The place, the Providence House. “The Principal Librarian's Sub-Librarian's Deputy's Assistant's Secretary, Popp,
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19Author:  Motley John Lothrop 1814-1877Add
 Title:  Morton's Hope, or, The memoirs of a provincial  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: “Joshua Morton is dead. You are his sole heir. Perhaps miserable motives of interest will be sufficient where holier and nobler influences have been found of no avail.
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20Author:  Motley John Lothrop 1814-1877Add
 Title:  Merry-mount  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: A tempest, which had for many days been sweeping over land and sea, had at last subsided. The ocean was still tossing in stormy surges beyond the two external pillars of the Massachusetts Bay; and even within its beautiful archipelago of tufted islands, where the tempest's rage was comparatively powerless, the dark and foaming waves broke violently against the shore. When Henry Maudsley arose from a brief and feverish slumber, upon the morning following the May-day revels, he was for some time at a loss to determine whether the strange events of the preceding evening had not all been a delusion and a dream. The wild accents of the mysterious youth who had been his companion during the concluding hours of the day were still haunting his imagination, but who the stranger was, whence he derived such singular knowledge of his own history and most secret thoughts, and for what reason he had conceived so lively an interest in his welfare, it was beyond his power to imagine.
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