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241Author:  Higginson, Thomas Wentworth, 1823-1911Add
 Title:  Malbone: an Oldport romance  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: AS one wanders along this southwestern promontory of the Isle of Peace, and looks down upon the green translucent water which forever bathes the marble slopes of the Pirates' Cave, it is natural to think of the ten wrecks with which the past winter has strewn this shore. Though almost all trace of their presence is already gone, yet their mere memory lends to these cliffs a human interest. Where a stranded vessel lies, thither all steps converge, so long as one plank remains upon another. There centres the emotion. All else is but the setting, and the eye sweeps with indifference the line of unpeopled rocks. They are barren, till the imagination has tenanted them with possibilities of danger and dismay. The ocean provides the scenery and properties of a perpetual tragedy, but the interest arrives with the performers. Till then the shores remain vacant, like the great conventional arm-chairs of the French drama, that wait for Rachel to come and die.
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242Author:  Hubbard, ElbertAdd
 Title:  Little Journeys to the Homes of Great Business Men: John J. Astor  
 Published:  1997 
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243Author:  Kipling, Rudyard, 1865-1936Add
 Title:  American Notes  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: THIS is what Bret Harte has written of the great city of San Francisco, and for the past fortnight I have been wondering what made him do it.
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244Author:  Melville, Herman, 1819-1891Add
 Title:  I and My Chimney  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: I AND my chimney, two grey-headed old smokers, reside in the country. We are, I may say, old settlers here; particularly my old chimney, which settles more and more every day.
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245Author:  Page, Thomas NelsonAdd
 Title:  Marse Chan; A Tale of Old Virginia  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: ONE afternoon, in the autumn of 1872, I was riding leisurely down the sandy road that winds along the top of the water-shed between two of the smaller rivers of eastern Virginia. The road I was travelling, following "the ridge" for miles, had just struck me as most significant of the character of the race whose only avenue of communication with the outside world it had formerly been. Their once splendid mansions, now fast falling to decay, appeared to view from time to time, set back far from the road, in proud seclusion, among groves of oak and hickory, now scarlet and gold with the early frost. Distance was nothing to this people; time was of no consequence to them. They desired but a level path in life, and that they had, though the way was longer, and the outer world strode by them as they dreamed.
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246Author:  Prime, William C.Add
 Title:  Tent Life in the Holy Land  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: To see the sun go down beyond the Sepulchre and rise over the mountain of the Ascension, to bare my forehead to the cold dews of Gethsemane, and lave my dim eyes in the waters of Siloam, to sleep in the company of the infinite host above the oaks of Mamre, and to lie in the starlight of Bethlehem and catch, however faintly, some notes of the voices of the angels, to wash off the dust of life in the Jordan, to cool my hot lips at the well of Samaria, to hear the murmur of Gennesareth, giving me blessed sleep — was not all this worth dreaming of — worth living for — was it not worth dying for?
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247Author:  Shillaber, Benjamin PenhallowAdd
 Title:  Life and Sayings of Mrs. Partington and others of the family  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: NOW, Isaac," said Mrs. Partington, as she came into the room with a basket snugly covered over, "take our Tabby, and drop her somewhere, and see that she don't come back again, for I am sick and tired of driving her out of the butter. She is the thievinest creatur! But don't hurt her, Isaac; only take care that she don't come back."
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248Author:  Stewart, CalvinAdd
 Title:  Uncle Josh Weathersby's "Punkin Centre Stories"  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: THE author was born in Virginia, on a little patch of land, so poor we had to fertilize it to make brick. Our family, while having cast their fortunes with the South, was not a family ruined by the war; we did not have anything when the war commenced, and so we held our own. I secured a common school education, and at the age of twelve I left home, or rather home left me—things just petered out. I was slush cook on an Ohio River Packet; check clerk in a stave and heading camp in the knobs of Tennessee, Virginia and Georgia; I helped lay the track of the M. K. & T. R. R., and was chambermaid in a livery stable. Made my first appearance on the stage at the National Theatre in Cincinnati, Ohio, and have since then chopped cord wood, worked in a coal mine, made cross ties (and walked them), worked on a farm, taught a district school (made love to the big girls), run a threshing machine, cut bands, fed the machine and ran the engine. Have been a freight and passenger brakeman, fired and ran a locomotive; also a freight train conductor and check clerk in a freight house; worked on the section; have been a shot gun messenger for the Wells, Fargo Company. Have been with a circus, minstrels, farce comedy, burlesque and dramatic productions; have been with good shows, bad shows, medicine shows, and worse, and some shows where we had landlords singing in the chorus. Have played variety houses and vaudeville houses; have slept in a box car one night, and a swell hotel the next; have been a traveling salesman (could spin as many yarns as any of them). For the past four years have made the Uncle Josh stories for the talking machine. The Lord only knows what next!
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249Author:  Twain, Mark, 1835-1910Add
 Title:  The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: I found Simon Wheeler dozing comfortably by the bar-room stove of the old, dilapidated tavern in the ancient mining camp of Boomerang, and I noticed that he was fat and bald-headed, and had an expression of winning gentleness and simplicity upon his tranquil countenance. He roused up and gave me good-day. I told him a friend of mine had commissioned me to make some inquiries about a cherished companion of his boyhood named Leonidas W. Smiley — Rev. Leonidas W. Smiley — a young minister of the Gospel, who he had heard was at one time a resident of this village of Boomerang. I added that if Mr. Wheeler could tell me any thing about this Rev. Leonidas W. Smiley, I would feel under many obligations to him.
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250Author:  Washington, Booker T.Add
 Title:  Negro Progress in Virginia  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: THE members of the colored race who live outside of Virginia are beginning to grow somewhat jealous of the progress which our race is making in this commonwealth. The Negro race in Virginia is going forward, in my opinion, in all the fundamental and substantial things of life, faster than the Negro himself realizes and faster than his white neighbor realizes. I say this notwithstanding there are many existing weaknesses and much still to be accomplished. This progress which Virginia Negroes are now experiencing is owing to two causes.
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251Author:  Dana Richard Henry 1787-1879Add
 Title:  Poems and prose writings  
 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 
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252Author:  Fay Theodore S. (Theodore Sedgwick) 1807-1898Add
 Title:  Hoboken  
 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: “Where are Frank and Harry?” asked Mr. Lennox, as the family assembled at breakfast. “I haven't done anything wrong that I know of; but while I labour under the imputation I will not accept assistance, except it is offered because they think me incapable of a dishonourable action. I seize this occasion to apologize for my rudeness to Mr. Lennox, once my noble friend and benefactor; you and all your family have my thanks and best wishes. I respectfully thank you for your interest in me; but don't fear, I shall get along somehow, and don't intend to knock under yet. “Glendenning,” said White, when they were alone, “you are in an extremely awkward position, and so am I. I bore your message last evening to Lieutenant Breckenbridge. He declined receiving it on the plea that you are not a gentleman.” “Your last, most gratifying favour reached us in due course of mail. Need I say how the spirit which inspired it delighted me, and how much we are all charmed with the friendship which has risen from such a strange cause? We have left Rose Hill at last. Harry has gone to Europe, and Mr. Lennox's business requires his presence in New-York. We all thought and talked of you yesterday, and drank health and happiness to you, at Mr. Lennox's suggestion, in Champagne. I added water to mine, but it did not diminish the ardour of my wishes for your continued prosperity, or of my prayers that you will receive strength from above to follow to the end the noble path of reformation you have adopted. You will have long since learned that all the reasonings and inferences which seem to militate against the truth of religion are erroneous, and, though they may tend to excite doubts, are not sufficient to create unbelief. “Circumstances not necessary to be explained render me apprehensive that the affair which took place between you and myself has not been quite properly arranged. The meeting must be renewed. When acquainted with my opinion, I feel certain you will require no other inducement to afford me the satisfaction I have not yet received, and to name a friend who will immediately make the necessary arrangements. “Circumstances have obliged me to put off the dinner to-day; I shall not, therefore, have the pleasure of seeing you. “Come home and share our sorrows. Come home and lessen our unhappiness—” “Your beloved mother will have informed you of the fine doings we have had here, or, at least, of some of them. But don't mind; we'll manage matters yet, only now I must depend a little more on you. As I have no doubt these agreeable epistles will bring you home double quick time, I shall not enter into any particulars, especially as my doctor pretends that I must yet be careful of my eyes. Keep up your spirits, and let us see you here when you can conveniently manage it. We are beginning to feel your absence, really.
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253Author:  Flint Timothy 1780-1840Add
 Title:  The life and adventures of Arthur Clenning, in two volumes  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: Here would be the place to transcribe some of the incidents of that period, well known by the cant but significant name, “honey-moon.” Theocritus must lend his pastoral pencil, and St. Pierre his unrivalled powers of singing the rural life of love in the shades of such a retirement, to do ordinary justice to the history of their enjoyments. In days of enjoyment like theirs, the youthful imagination peoples all that surrounds them, with beings who sympathize with them in their felicity. It is true, though they were in the midst of a nature no less pleasant than formerly, they saw it not with the same eyes; for they were more intently occupied with each other. The want of the society of others of their kind was hardly perceived by them, who possessed in each other Whatever fancy forms of good and fair, Or lavish hearts could wish. The poor birds fluttered, shook their wings, and sung, and croaked with the joy of welcome, when they came forth, as formerly. But their fair mistress, though she saw them fed, as formerly, had almost forgotten to caress them. The lessons of Rescue came to a dead pause for a while, though she showed great shrewdness and penetration, using her eyes and senses to the utmost advantage. She often surprised them with proofs of her native sagacity, and self-taught proficiency. She saw the two happy beings, with whom she lived, at first, it may be, with some natural sensations of envy. But she never failed to evince, that from the first, she had felt all the ties and obligations of gratitude. Daily conversant with two beings, as amiable as they were happy, she soon added the ties of daily intercourse and affection to her first obligations. She appeared to love them with the earnest and simple affection of a child. Their will was a law, and their thoughts the measure of what was right. She saw them obliging, kind, and affectionate, in every word, look, and action; and this view will more readily inspire homage in the bosom of a person in a condition like hers, than to see the parties possessing and exercising the power of life and death. Each day brought to each of the three a new succession of pleasures.
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254Author:  Foster Hannah Webster 1759-1840Add
 Title:  The boarding school, or, Lessons of a preceptress to her pupils ; consisting of information, instruction, and advice, calculated to improve the manners, and form the character of young ladies ; to which is added, a collection of letters, written by the pupils, to their instructor, their friends, and each other  
 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 
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255Author:  Hale Sarah Josepha Buell 1788-1879Add
 Title:  Sketches of American character  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: Travellers, who have made the tour of Europe, always dwell with peculiar delight on the sunny skies of Italy; and a host of domestic writers, never, perhaps, in the whole course of their existence, beyond that seeming boundary where their eyes first beheld the horizon apparently closing around them, join their voices in the chorus of the sunny skies of Italy!
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256Author:  Hale Sarah Josepha Buell 1788-1879Add
 Title:  Traits of American life  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: The Sketches and Stories here offered to the public, have not entirely the attraction of novelty to plead in their favour—but the Author trusts that the sentiments inculcated, and principles illustrated, are such as will bear a reiteration.
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257Author:  Hall Baynard Rush 1798-1863Add
 Title:  The new purchase, or, Seven and a half years in the far West  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: “Rev. Mr. Hilsbury asqr.,—you are pertiklurly invited to atend the house of mr. Abrim Ashford asq. to injine upon i the yoke of konjegal mattrimunny with his dater miss Susan Ashford as was—thersday mornin next 10 aklok before dinner a. m.
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258Author:  Hall Baynard Rush 1798-1863Add
 Title:  The new purchase, or, Seven and a half years in the far West  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: “A knowledge of your character, derived from mutual friends, from the opinion of all your acquaintances, and also from a somewhat intimate personal acquaintance, induces me to believe that such a lady would fill the vacancy in my domestic establishment most perfectly and delightfully:— although I am not vain enough to suppose Miss Smythe will necessarily feel herself flattered by such a preference on the part of the writer. As, however, Miss S. on better acquaintance, might become interested in him—more so at least than he fears she is at present—he very respectfully, yet most carnestly, craves permission to pay his addresses in person. “In a playful conversation on a subject so common when unmarried persons meet, your daughter, Miss Brown, in a jesting manner, remarked, that she always referred gentlemen to her father—as his choice would always be hers. What was jest with her, with me would have become very solemn earnest, had I had then to offer any thing beyond my hand and my heart, to induce such a girl to leave such a home. Happily, circumstances are now favourably altered; and willingly now would I ask that father for his daughter could I flatter myself the daughter could be induced to gladden and adorn a hearth, which, however warm in one sense, must be yet cold and cheerless without the love of a bosom friend. And such a friend would Miss Brown prove:—and, dear sir, if you think such a match suitable for your lovely daughter, I sincerely entreat the communication of your favourable opinion to her in my behalf—hoping that the daughter's choice then may be as the father's. “The other morning I went out a hunting with father's duck-gun what he brung out from Kentucky; but as I had no luck, I allowed I might as well put off for home; and so I turn about and goes towards home. As I come to the edge of our clearin, what should I see away off on the top of a dead walnut, but a black crow! And so I makes up my mind to try and hit him. The critter was more nor three hundred yards from me; but I insinuates myself along as near as two hundred yards to the feller; when he begins a showing signs of flittin: and so I trees where I was in a minute. Well, I determines to try him there, although 'twas near as good as desperut to try a black crow that distance with a shot-gun; although father's duck-gun's the most powerful shot-gun in the Purchis. Howsomdever, I wanted the load out; and I thought I might as well fire that a way as any other—and so up I draws the piece very careful, and begins a takin aim, thinking all the while I shouldn't hit him: still I tuk the most exactest aim, as if I should; when just then he hops about two foot nearer my way, as if to get a look round my tree, where he smelt powder—and then, thinking all the time, as I said, I shouldn't hit him, as the distance was so most powerful fur, I blazed away!—and sure enough, as I'm alive—I didn't hit him!” * * * * * * and the inclosed from my daughter, to whom was handed your late communication, contains, I presume, the most satisfactory answer, * * * * and * * * “I honour you for honesty, as I am satisfied you assign true reasons for not taking one to share your home; although the reasons themselves can never seem satisfactory where one was willing to share another's heart. For, like most girls in their days of romance, that one cared to find only a heart when she married. As my own home is sufficiently comfortable, there can be no inducement to wish another, however comfortable, in the New Purchase; and where its owner seems to think `altered circumstances' are important in winning a woman's love. But to show that kindness is estimated that would spare my delicacy, by leading my dear father to think all our conversation had been sportive, I do hereby most cordially—(here John looked! oh! I tell you what!)—invite you to our Christmas festivities, when the writer changes her name from Mary Brown to Mary Burleigh.”
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259Author:  Hall Baynard Rush 1798-1863Add
 Title:  Something for every body  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: Dear Charles,—You insist that I am an incorrigible skeptic, and seem inclined to deliver me over to the secular arm. “What!” say you, “shall we disbelieve the evidence of the senses, and the testimony of reputable citizens?” “What,” you triumphantly ask, “can be more satisfactory than experiments, such as the citizens of Somewhersburg have lately witnessed?—men, and even young women (!) rendered incapable of speaking! and a very mercurial dancing master arrested at the mere will of the mesmerist, and made to stand as if petrified, in the act of cutting a pigeon-wing!”
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260Author:  Hall James 1793-1868Add
 Title:  The Harpe's head  
 Published:  1997 
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 Description: At the close of a pleasant day, in the spring of the year 17—, a solitary horseman might have been seen slowly winding his way along a narrow road, in that part of Virginia which is now called the Valley. It was nearly forty years ago, and the district lying between the Blue Ridge and the Allegheny mountains was but thinly populated, while the country lying to the west, embracing an immense Alpine region, was a savage wilderness, which extended to the new and distant settlements of Kentucky. Our traveller's route led along the foot of the mountains, sometimes crossing the spurs, or lateral ridges, which push out their huge promontories from the great chain; and at others winding through deep ravines, or skirting along broad valleys. The Ancient Dominion was never celebrated for the goodness of its highways, and the one whose mazes he was now endeavoring to unravel, was among the worst, being a mere path, worn by the feet of horses, and marked by faint traces of wheels, which showed that the experiment of driving a carriage over its uneven surface had been successfully tried, but not generally practised. The country was fertile, though wild and broken. The season was that in which the foliage is most luxuriant and splendid to the eye, the leaves being fully expanded, while the rich blossoms decked the scene with a variety of brilliant hues; and our traveller, as he passed ridge after ridge, paused in delight on their elevated summits, to gaze at the beautiful glens that lay between them, and the gorgeous vegetation that climbed even to the tops of the steepest acclivities. The day, however, which had been unusually sultry for the season, was drawing to a close, and both horse and rider began to feel the effects of hunger and fatigue; the former, though strong and spirited, drooped his head, and the latter became wearied with these lonesome though picturesque scenes. During the whole day he had not seen the dwelling of a human being; the clattering of his horse's hoofs upon the rock, the singing of the birds, so numerous in this region, the roaring of the mountain stream, or the crash of timber occasioned by the fall of some great tree, were the only sounds that had met his ear. He was glad, therefore, to find his path descending, at last, into a broad valley, interspersed with farms. He seemed to have surmounted the last hill, and before him was a rich continuous forest, resembling, as he overlooked it from the high ground, a solid plane of verdure. The transition from rocky steeps and precipices, to the smooth soil and sloping surface of the valley, was refreshing; and not less so were the coolness and fragrance of the air, and the deep and varied hues of the forest, occasioned by the rank luxuriance of its vegetation. “My father was a native of England, who came to Virginia when he was quite a young man. He was of a good family, and well educated; if my mother be considered a competent witness in such a case, he was even more,—highly accomplished, and remarkably interesting in person and manners. He brought letters of introduction, and was well received; and as soon as it was understood that his extreme indigence was such as to render it necessary that he should embark in some employment, to earn a support, he was readily received as private tutor in the family of a gentleman, residing not far from Mr. Heyward, the father of the late Major Heyward, whose melancholy death I have described to you. Mr. Heyward also employed him to give lessons in drawing, and the French language, to his only daughter, then a girl of about sixteen. A mutual attachment ensued between my father and this young lady, which was carefully concealed, because the Heywards, though generous and hospitable, were proud and aspiring.
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