| | 6 | Author: | Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Venetian Night's Entertainment  | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THIS is the story that, in the dining-room of the old Beacon Street
house (now the Aldebaran Club), Judge Anthony Bracknell, of the
famous East India firm of Bracknell & Saulsbee, when the ladies had
withdrawn to the oval parlour (and Maria's harp was throwing its
gauzy web of sound across the Common), used to relate to his
grandsons, about the year that Buonaparte marched upon Moscow. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 7 | Author: | Wharton review: Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Note on Edith Wharton, in "Chronicle and Comment" | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | If we were to single out one book from those that have been
published this season as exhibiting in the highest degree that rare
creative power called literary genius, we should name The
Greater Inclination, by Edith Wharton. The book has met with
a fair reception in the press, but it does not seem to us that
enough emphasis has been laid upon the originality of the work.
And not only has Mrs. Wharton brought to these stories a remarkable
power of insight and imagination, but the phase of life in America
which she has chosen for treatment may be said to be altogether new
in her hands. Her work is the more remarkable when we know that
the processes by which her results are reached have been gained
largely through intuition and sympathy. One would almost imagine
in reading these stories that the author must have suffered and
gone deep into life in order to bring up from its depths such
knowledge of the world as is disclosed in her pages. And yet this
is far from being the case. Mrs. Wharton was born little more than
thirty years ago in New York. On both sides she comes of old New
York stock, her mother being a Rhinelander. Most of her time has
been spent between New
Greyscale image of Edith Wharton with two dogs, one perched
on her right shoulder, the other in her left arm.
York and
Newport, and she has also lived abroad, especially in Italy, of
which country she is very fond. Her husband, Mr. Edward Wharton,
is a member of the Philadelphia family of that name, and was
married to Miss Edith Jones fully ten years ago. Both are
passionately fond of animals, and have been for years the moving
spirits in the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals in
Rhode Island. The photograph which we present of Mrs. Wharton with
her two pet dogs is the only one that was available for
reproduction here, but it is very characteristic when we bear in
mind her love of animals. Her first stories began to appear in
Scribner's and the Century some years ago; one of
them especially, called "Mrs. Manstey's View," published in
Scribner's, attracted a great deal of attention at the time
of its appearance. She is also the author of a book on domestic
architecture and home decoration, published by the Messrs.
Scribner, which was reviewed in these pages a year ago last April.
A review of The Greater Inclination appears on another page. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 16 | Author: | White, Stewart Edward | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Mountains | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | SIX trails lead to the main ridge. They are all
good trails, so that even the casual tourist in the
little Spanish-American town on the seacoast need
have nothing to fear from the ascent. In some spots
they contract to an arm's length of space, outside of
which limit they drop sheer away; elsewhere they
stand up on end, zigzag in lacets each more hair-raising than the last, or fill to demoralization with
loose boulders and shale. A fall on the part of your
horse would mean a more than serious accident; but
Western horses do not fall. The major premise stands:
even the casual tourist has no real reason for fear,
however scared he may become. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 20 | Author: | Wiggin, Kate Douglas | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm | | | | Published: | 1997 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE old stage coach was rumbling along
the dusty road that runs from Maplewood
to Riverboro. The day was as warm
as midsummer, though it was only the middle of
May, and Mr. Jeremiah Cobb was favoring the
horses as much as possible, yet never losing sight
of the fact that he carried the mail. The hills were
many, and the reins lay loosely in his hands as he
lolled back in his seat and extended one foot and
leg luxuriously over the dashboard. His brimmed
hat of worn felt was well pulled over his eyes, and
he revolved a quid of tobacco in his left cheek. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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