| | 241 | Author: | Eastman, Charles Alexander, 1858-1939 | Add | | | Title: | The Madness of Bald Eagle  | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IT was many years ago, when I was only a child, began White
Ghost, the patriarchal old chief of the Yanktonnais Sioux, that our
band was engaged in a desperate battle with the Rees and Mandans.
The cause of the fight was a peculiar one. I will tell you about it.
And he laid aside his long-stemmed pipe and settled himself to the
recital. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 242 | Author: | Echols, E. Sherman | Add | | | Title: | A New England Literary Colony | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | GROUPED together in and about the old New England city of Hartford
are some of the best known literary people in this country. Their
homes form what might almost be called a literary colony, and so close
are their lives that one thinks instinctively of the old saying,
"Birds of a feather flock together." Here are the adjoining homes of
Harriet Beecher Stowe, Samuel L. Clemens (Mark Twain), Charles Dudley
Warner, William E. Gillette, the noted writer and actor of the drama,
Richard Burton, poet and literary critic, and Isabella Beecher Hooker,
philanthropist and writer on sociology. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 243 | Author: | Far, Sui Sin | Add | | | Title: | An Autumn Fan | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | FOR two weeks Ming Hoan was a guest in the house of Yen Chow, the
father of Ah Leen, and because love grows very easily between a youth
and a maid it came to pass that Ah Leen unconsciously yielded to Ming
Hoan her heart and Ming Hoan as unconsciously yielded his to her.
After the yielding they became conscious. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 245 | Author: | Far, Sui Sin | Add | | | Title: | A Chinese Ishmael | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN THE light of night, on the detached rocks near the Cliff House,
the sea-lions are clambering and growling; the waters of the Pacific
are foaming around them, and their young, in the clefts of the
rookeries, are drifting into dreamland on lullabies sung by the waves. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 247 | Author: | Foreman, Grant | Add | | | Title: | The Last of the Five Tribes | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE year 1906 marks the last page in the life history of the five
civilized tribes of Indians. These once powerful tribes have abandoned
their identity and institutions, and have severed the bonds which for
many years have held the individuals together as tribes. Their
condition was not brought about by their own desires; it is but a
melancholy repetition of history—the inevitable result of close
contact of the white man with the red man. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 248 | Author: | Gill, William Fearing | Add | | | Title: | Edgar Allan Poe—After Fifty Years | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WHEN Rufus W. Griswold, "the pedagogue vampire," as he was aptly
termed by one of his contemporaries, committed the immortal infamy
of blighting a collection of Edgar Allan Poe's works, which he
found ready at hand, by supplementing his perfunctory labors with
a calumniating memoir of the poet, nearly fifty years ago, there
were many protests uttered by the poet's contemporaries at home and
abroad. Charles Baudelaire, the Poe of French literature, in his
tribute to the dead poet, indignantly wrote: "What is the matter
with America? Are there, then, no regulations there to keep the
curs out of the cemeteries?" In view of the fact that the Griswold
biography of Poe has been incontestably discredited, and proved to
be merely a scaffolding of malevolent falsehoods—the outcome of
malice and mendacity—the deference paid to Griswold and his
baleful work in the memoir accompanying the latest publication of
Poe's writings seems well-nigh incomprehensible. Professor
Woodberry excuses the detractions of Poe's vilifier, "in view of
the contemporary uncertainty of Poe's fame, the difficulty of
obtaining a publisher, and the fact that the editorial work was not
paid for." Most amazing reasons, indeed, in justification of
Griswold's interposition as the poet's biographer—an office that
had been specially bequeathed by the dying genius to his bosom
friend, Nathaniel P. Willis. Had Willis shirked this
responsibility, there might have been some excuse for Griswold and
his horde of gutter-snipes, who wreaked their venom upon the name
of Poe, outraging every tenet of common decency; but Willis
performed his delegated duty reverently, sympathetically, and
adequately. No publisher with any sense of justice would have
presumed to include any other memoir than that of Willis in the
original edition of Poe's works. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 251 | Author: | Gorky, Maxim | Add | | | Title: | The Billionaire | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE KINGS of steel, of petroleum, and all the other kings of the
United States have always in a high degree excited my power of
imagination. It seemed to me certain that these people who possess
so much money could not be like other mortals. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 252 | Author: | Gorky, Maxim | Add | | | Title: | "Confronting Life" | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | CONFRONTING Life, two people stood—both discontent. And to the
question, "What do you expect of me?" one made answer with weary
voice: "I am distracted by the cruelty of thy contradictions. Feebly my
reason strives to understand the meaning of existence, and with
perplexing gloom my heart is filled before thee. My consciousness doth
tell me man is the highest of creations." | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 253 | Author: | Gorky, Maxim | Add | | | Title: | Personal Recollections of Anton Pavlovitch Chekhov | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | [As a narrative of the visit of the best known of Russian short
story
writers to another regarded as still greater, the following article has an
especial interest. Maxim Gorky has long been popular in this country, and
his imprisonment on the charge of conspiracy to overthrow the Government
has recently brought him into greater prominence. Chekhov's stories are
now beginning to be translated into English, and since they are much wider
in scope and more varied in style than Gorky's they are likely to find
more readers among us. According to Tolstoy Chekhov is the founder of a
new school of literature, and his influence will be lastingly felt
throughout the world. He was born in 1860, the son of a serf who had
freed himself by his own ability. He was educated as a physician in the
University of Moscow, and began to write for college journals at the age
of nineteen. His death last year is deeply regretted, since he was at the
hight of his powers of production and his stories were becoming
somewhat more optimistic in tone. The illustrations accompanying this
article are all taken from caricatures originally published in Russian
newspapers and magazines. The translation is by Lizzie B.
Gorin.—EDITOR.] | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 254 | Author: | Gorky, Maxim | Add | | | Title: | Philip Vasilyevich's Story | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | [Either on account of lack of evidence or because of the
protests of literary men and societies throughout the world, Maxim
Gorky has at last been released from prison, and he will not be
prosecuted on the charge of conspiring to overthrow the Russian
Government. It is not to be expected that his recent experiences in
the hands of the police will modify the appropriateness of the
pseudonym under which he writes, Gorky, "the Bitter One."—EDITOR.] | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 257 | Author: | Harrison, C. C. | Add | | | Title: | A Virginia Girl in the First Year of the War. | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE only association I have with my old home in Virginia that is
not one of unmixed happiness relates to the time immediately
succeeding the execution of John Brown at Harper's Ferry. Our
homestead was in Fairfax, at a considerable distance from the
theater of that tragic episode; and, belonging as we did to a
family among the first in the State to manumit slaves—our
grandfather having set free those which came to him by inheritance,
and the people who served us being hired from their owners and
remaining in our employ through years of kindliest relations—there
seemed to be no especial reason for us to share in the apprehension
of an uprising by the blacks. But there was the fear—unspoken, or
pooh-poohed at by the men who served as mouth-pieces for our
community—dark, boding, oppressive, and altogether hateful. I can
remember taking it to bed with me at night, and awaking suddenly
oftentimes to confront it through a vigil of nervous terror of
which it never occurred to me to speak to any one. The notes of
whip-poor-wills in the sweet-gum swamp near the stable, the
mutterings of a distant thunder-storm, even the rustle of the night
wind in the oaks that shaded my window, filled me with nameless
dread. In the day-time it seemed impossible to associate suspicion
with those familiar tawny or sable faces that surrounded us. We
had seen them for so many years smiling or saddening with the
family joys or sorrows; they were so guileless, so patient, so
satisfied. What subtle influence was at work that should transform
them into tigers thirsting for our blood? The idea was
preposterous. But when evening came again, and with it the hour
when the colored people (who in summer and autumn weather kept
astir half the night) assembled themselves together for dance or
prayer-meeting, the ghost that refused to be laid was again at
one's elbow. Rusty bolts were drawn and rusty fire-arms loaded.
A watch was set where never before had eye or ear been lent to such
a service. Peace, in short, had flown from the borders of
Virginia. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 258 | Author: | Hawthorne, Nathaniel, 1804-1864 | Add | | | Title: | The Ambitious Guest | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ONE September night a family had gathered round their hearth, and
piled it high with the driftwood of mountain streams, the dry cones of
the pine, and the splintered ruins of great trees that had come
crashing down the precipice. Up the chimney roared the fire, and
brightened the room with its broad blaze. The faces of the father and
mother had a sober gladness; the children laughed; the eldest daughter
was the image of Happiness at seventeen; and the aged grandmother, who
sat knitting in the warmest place, was the image of Happiness grown
old. They had found the ``herb, heart's-ease,'' in the bleakest spot
of all New England. This family were situated in the Notch of the
White Hills, where the wind was sharp throughout the year, and
pitilessly cold in the winter,—giving their cottage all its fresh
inclemency before it descended on the valley of the Saco. They dwelt
in a cold spot and a dangerous one; for a mountain towered above their
heads, so steep, that the stones would often rumble down its sides and
startle them at midnight. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 259 | Author: | Hawthorne, Nathaniel, 1804-1864 | Add | | | Title: | The Artist of the Beautiful | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | AN elderly man, with his pretty daughter on his arm, was passing
along
the street, and emerged from the gloom of the cloudy evening into
the
light that fell across the pavement from the window of a small
shop. It
was a projecting window; and on the inside were suspended a variety
of
watches, pinchbeck, silver, and one or two of gold, all with their
faces
turned from the streets, as if churlishly disinclined to inform the
wayfarers what o'clock it was. Seated within the shop, sidelong to
the
window
with his pale face bent earnestly over some delicate piece of
mechanism
on which was thrown the concentrated lustre of a shade lamp,
appeared a
young man. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 260 | Author: | Hawthorne, Nathaniel, 1804-1864 | Add | | | Title: | The Birthmark | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN the latter part of the last century there lived a man of
science, an eminent proficient in every branch of natural
philosophy, who not long
before our story opens had made experience of a spiritual affinity
more attractive than any chemical one. He had left his laboratory
to the
care of
an assistant, cleared his fine countenance from the furnace smoke,
washed
the stain of acids from his fingers, and persuaded a beautiful
woman to
become his wife. In those days when the comparatively recent
discovery
of electricity and other kindred mysteries of Nature seemed to open
paths
into the region of miracle, it was not unusual for the love of
science to
rival the love of woman in its depth and absorbing energy. The
higher intellect, the imagination, the spirit, and even the heart
might all
find their
congenial aliment in pursuits which, as some of their ardent
votaries believed, would ascend from one step of powerful
intelligence to
another,
until the philosopher should lay his hand on the secret of creative
force
and perhaps make new worlds for himself. We know not whether Aylmer
possessed this degree of faith in man's ultimate control over
Nature. He
had devoted himself, however, too unreservedly to scientific
studies ever
to be weaned from them by any second passion. His love for his
young
wife might prove the stronger of the two; but it could only be by
intertwining itself with his love of science, and uniting the
strength
of the latter to his own. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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