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21Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Eleventh annual report on historical collections, University of Virginia Library, for the year 1940-41  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: IN June 1940, when the disastrous Battle of France was running its course and invasion of Britain was impending, the President of the United States declared that a national emergency existed and Congress at his request voted large appropriations to launch a program of defense. A larger segment of the American people began to take the war seriously and some leaders in various fields of activity undertook to make preparations for any eventuality. Archivists and custodians of historical manuscripts were particularly fortunate in having the problem of preparedness brought to their attention by the president of the Society of American Archivists, Dr. Waldo G. Leland, at their fourth annual meeting held in Montgomery, Alabama, November 11-12. Dr. Leland spoke from long experience with archival problems at home and abroad and from his service as secretary of the National Board for Historical Service in Washington, D. C., during American participation in the first World War.1 1.Waldo G. Leland, "The National Board for Historical Service," American Historical Association, Annual Report for 1919 (3 vols., Washington, 1923-24), I, 161-89. In his presidential address on "The Archivist in Times of Emergency,"2 2.The American Archivist, IV, no. 1 (Jan. 1941), 1-12. he discussed the custodian's responsibility for the safety of the records in his establishment and for the preservation of materials produced during the emergency and basic for subsequent historical writing. As a result of certain specific suggestions made by Dr. Leland to the Society, four committees were appointed: one on the Protection of Archives against Hazards of War, another on Emergency Transfer and Storage of Archives, a third on the History and Organization of Government Emergency Agencies, and a fourth on Collection and Preservation of Materials for the History of Emergencies. These committees went to work promptly at their respective tasks, the first two conferring with the Historical Records Survey to obtain WPA labor for a survey of available depositories. The third committee began plans for the compilation of a handbook of federal World War agencies, including their organization, activities, and records, and requested the cooperation of the National Archives, where most of these records are housed.3 3.Ibid., IV, no. 3 (July 1941), 210.
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22Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Twelfth annual report on historical collections, University of Virginia Library, for the year 1941-42  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: SINCE the preceding report in this series was published, the United States has become a belligerent in the Second World War. The general recognition of Sunday, December 7, 1941, as a memorable date in American history was confirmed by the President of the United States the following day in his message to Congress. The formal declaration of war by Congress followed promptly in half an hour. Living, like many earlier neutrals, in a fool's paradise, the American people were rudely awakened from their delusion of peaceful escape from a world at war. The true significance of the much used term "total war," however, was not readily understood. That lesson was to be learned partially during the series of defeats in the first six months of belligerency, until the marshalling of our resources and power could begin to bear weight against the enemy. The Japanese attack ended abruptly the period of disunity and false security. Whatever followed was "after Pearl Harbor."
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23Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Thirteenth annual report on historical collections, University of Virginia Library, for the year 1942-43  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: THE introductory essay of this report represents a departure from the recent policy of surveying the year's activities of the Library in the field of manuscripts and other research materials in relation to problems and developments in archives and manuscripts throughout the nation. Instead, an exposition on the accession and arrangement of manuscripts and kindred materials in the Alderman Library has been undertaken. In aiming to show to what degree our system is orderly and practicable we anticipate and invite outside criticism. Such criticism may confirm and supplement our own in the light of experience during the past dozen years. We believe that archivists, curators, and their associates are interested in how the other fellow handles his professional stock-in-trade and how well the public may fare by his service. We hope that other institutions may be willing to provide a view from the inside. Written records on this subject are unfortunately few in number.
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24Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Fourteenth annual report on historical collections, University of Virginia Library, for the year 1943-44  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: WHEN an institution preserves historical records according to plan, we generally assume that they will be used sooner or later in research. Their usefulness depends to a large degree, of course, upon their accessibility. However slightly some custodians may feel their responsibility on this score, certain rudimentary controls and procedures can be established without great difficulty. The system need not be complicated—in fact, experience in the Rare Books and Manuscripts Division of the University of Virginia Library has shown that simplicity of arrangement, along with observance of a few sound archival principles, makes the records available in good order with a minimum of delay.1 1.Thirteenth Annual Report on Historical Collections, University of Virginia Library, for the Year 1942-43 (University, Va., 1943), pages 1-14. Once the records are within the walls of the library, they are readily susceptible to some control; but what is to be said about "system" and "control" while they are still outside?
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25Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Fifteenth annual report on historical collections, University of Virginia Library, for the year 1944-45  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: TO understand the pursuit of collecting historical materials, both manuscripts and imprints, four parties must be considered. They may regard their activities, under varying circumstances, as hard-headed business or a fascinating game. Certain parties may be intense rivals at one time, or loyal partners at another. Self satisfaction and altruism are often motivating forces that work hand in hand because, whatever the immediate gain or advantage, there is an ultimate cultural objective that cannot honestly be gainsaid. In this perennial pursuit is there a winner? And if so, are the cards stacked in anyone's favor?
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26Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  General index to first fifteen annual reports on historical collections University of Virginia Library 1931-1945  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: THE completion of fifteen annual reports (the eleventh through the fifteenth with a cumulated index forming volume two) affords opportunity for us to pay a highly deserved tribute to the services rendered by Dr. Lester J. Cappon in the collection and preservation of historical materials.
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27Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  General index annual reports on historical collections University of Virginia Library  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: This index will serve as a partial guide to the manuscripts acquired by the University of Virginia between 1 July 1945 and 30 June 1950 as briefly described in the Annual Report. It should be borne in mind that only the smallest of the collections received have been described in great detail in these pages, and the index furnishes only the names and subjects which appear in the printed description. For the larger collections, it is hoped that the names and subjects are at least representative; but the researcher who needs an exhaustive analysis of a collection will be obliged to visit the manuscript reading room to consult the card catalogue or the original manuscripts.
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28Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Annual report on historical collections University of Virginia Library  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: THE GIFT of the Richard Henry Lee Papers to Mr. Jefferson's uncompleted University Library one hundred and twenty-two years ago was the first of the many gifts which in the second quarter of the twentieth century have resulted in making the University a center for historical studies. In that first session of the University, the Founder was occupied in assembling for the library a collection of books which, though not the largest in America, would he hoped be second to none in value. Under his exacting supervision, funds for the original library were doled out only for the choicest editions; and even before his appropriation was fully spent, he began issuing in the newspapers appeals for library gifts. Acknowledging donations of books from "public spirited citizens" of Boston and London, as well as of Virginia, he assured prospective donors, in a notice of April 28, 1825, that "their talent shall not be hidden in the earth". It is to such public spirited citizens that the University owes the rapid expansion of its historical collections during the two years covered by this report.
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29Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Annual report on historical collections University of Virginia Library  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: WHY ARE so many of "our Virginia manuscripts" in North Carolina and California? Why is Princeton University publishing the Jefferson papers? These two questions are partly concerned with history, and the answers are in part a concern of this library. They recur with a certain monotony, and for this reason I have prefaced this guide to our new accessions not only with the usual report on our projects and development, but also with several comments on, if not complete answers to, these two questions and some library policies which relate to them.
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30Author:  University of Virginia. LibraryRequires cookie*
 Title:  Annual report on historical collections University of Virginia Library  
 Published:  2006 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text 
 Description: TWENTY YEARS AGO when the first of these annual reports was issued, Harry Clemons, then in his fourth year as Librarian of the University, had recently set aside the southeast wing of Mr. Jefferson's Rotunda as a "Virginia Room," dedicated to the housing of and to research in Virginia manuscripts and related materials. Aided and abetted by the late John Calvin Metcalf, Dean of the Department of Graduate Studies, he was beginning his planning and campaigning for the Alderman Library building, which was to open its doors in 1938.
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31Author:  Kirkland Caroline M. (Caroline Matilda) 1801-1864Requires cookie*
 Title:  Forest Life  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: If any body may be excused for writing a book, it is the dweller in the wilderness; and this must, I think, be evident to all who give the matter a moment's reflection. My neighbor, Mrs. Rower, says, indeed, that there are books enough in the world, and one too many; but it will never do to consult the neighbors, since what is said of a prophet is doubly true of an author. Indeed, it is of very little use to consult any body. What is written from impulse is generally the most readable, and this fact is an encouragement to those who are conscious of no particular qualification beyond a desire to write. People write because they cannot help it. The heart longs for sympathy, and when it cannot be found close at hand, will seek it the world over. We never tell our thoughts but with the hope of an echo in the thoughts of others. We set forth in the most attractive guise the treasures of our fancy, because we hope to warm into life imaginations like our own. If the desire for sympathy could lie dormant for a time, there would be no more new books, and we should find leisure to read those already written.
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32Author:  Kirkland Caroline M. (Caroline Matilda) 1801-1864Requires cookie*
 Title:  Forest Life  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Modern English collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: A year and a half had elapsed since the abstraction of the grapes, and the skin had grown over Seymour's knuckles, and also the bark over certain letters which he had carved in very high places on some of Mr. Hay's forest-trees; and, sympathetically perhaps, a suitable covering over the wounds made in his heart by the scornful eyes of the unconscious Caroline. His figure had changed its proportions, as if by a wire-drawing process, since what it had gained in length was evidently subtracted from its breadth. The potato redness of his cheeks had subsided into a more presentable complexion, and his teeth were whiter than ever, while the yawns which used to exhibit them unseasonably had given place to a tolerable flow of conversation, scarcely tinctured by mauvaise honte. In short, considering that he was endowed with a good share of common sense, he was really a handsome young man. Not but some moss was still discoverable. It takes a good while to rub off inborn rusticity, especially when there is much force of character. The soft are more easily moulded. Is it possible, my dear Williamson, that after your experience of the world's utter hollowness—its laborious pleasures and its heart-wringing disappointments—you can still be surprised at my preference of a country life? you, who have sounded to its core the heart of fashionable society in the old world and the new, tested the value of its friendship, and found it less than nothing; sifted its pretensions of every kind, and expressed a thousand times your disgust at their falseness—you think it absurd in me to venture upon so desperate a plan as retirement? You consider me as a man who has taken his last, worst step; and who will soon deserve to be set aside by his friends as an irreclaimable enthusiast. Perhaps you are right as to the folly of the thing, but that remains to be proved; and I shall at least take care that my error, if it be one, shall not be irrevocable. * * * Since my last we have taken up our abode in the wilderness in good earnest,—not in “sober sadness,” as you think the phrase ought to be shaped. There is, to be sure, an insignificant village within two or three miles of us, but our house is the only dwelling on our little clearing— the immense trunks of trees, seemingly as old as the creation, walling us in on every side. There is an indescribable charm in this sort of solitary possession. In Alexander Selkirk's case, I grant that the idea of being “monarch of all I survey,” with an impassable ocean around my narrow empire, might suggest some inconvenient ideas. The knowledge that the breathing and sentient world is within a few minutes' walk, forms, it must be owned, no unpleasant difference between our lot and his. But with this knowledge, snugly in the background, not obtrusive, but ready for use, comparative solitude has charms, believe me. The constant sighing of the wind through the forest leaves; the wild and various noises of which we have not yet learned to distinguish one from the other—distinct yet softly mingled—clearly audible, yet only loud enough to make us remark more frequently the silence which they seem scarcely to disturb, such masses of deep shade that even in the sunny spots the light seems tinged with green—these things fill the mind with images of repose, of leisure, of freedom, of tranquil happiness, untrammelled by pride and ceremony;—of unbounded opportunity for reflection, with the richest materials for the cultivation of our better nature. Why have I not written you a dozen letters before this time? I can give you no decent or rational apology. Perhaps, because I have had too much leisure—perhaps too many things to say. Something of this sort it certainly must be, for I have none of the ordinary excuses to offer for neglect of my dear correspondent. Think any thing but that I love you less. This is the very place in which to cherish loving memories. But as to writing, this wild seclusion has so many charms for me, this delicious summer weather so many seductions, that my days glide away imperceptibly, leaving scarcely a trace of any thing accomplished during their flight. I rise in the morning determined upon the most strenuous industry. I hoped to have been before this time so deeply engaged with studs and siding, casings and cornice, that letter-writing would have been out of the question. But my lumber is at the saw-mill, and all the horses in the neighborhood are too busy to be spared for my service. I must have, of course, horses of my own, but it is necessary first to build a stable, so that I am at present dependent on hiring them when necessary. This, I begin to perceive, will cause unpleasant delays, since each man keeps no more horses than he needs for his own purposes. Here is a difficulty which recurs at every turn, in the country. There is nothing like a division of labor or capital. Every body tills the ground, and, consequently, each must provide a complete equipment of whatever is necessary for his business, or lose the seasons when business may be done to best advantage. At this season, in particular, this difficulty is increased, because the most important business of the year is crowded into the space of a few months. Those who hire extra help at no other period, now employ as much as they are able to pay, which increases much the usual scarcity of laborers. It is the time of year, too, when people in new countries are apt to be attacked by the train of ills arising from marsh miasmata, and this again diminishes the supply of able hands. I studied your last in the cool morning hour which I often devote to a ramble over the wooded hills which rise near our little cottage. I seated myself on a fallen tree, in a spot where I might have mused all day without seeing a human face, or hearing any sound more suggestive of civilization than the pretty tinkling of the numerous bells which help to find our wandering cattle. What a place in which to read a letter that seemed as if it might have been written after a stupid party, or in the agonies which attend a “spent ball.” (Vide T. Hood.) Those are not your real sentiments, my dear Kate; you do not believe life to be the scene of ennui, suffering, or mere endurance, which you persuaded yourself to think it just then. If I thought you did, I should desire nothing so much as to have your hand in mine for just such a ramble and just such a lounge as gave me the opportunity for reflecting on your letter; I am sure I could make you own that life has its hours of calm and unexciting, but high enjoyment. With your capabilities, think whether there must not be something amiss in a plan or habit of being that subjects you to these seasons of depression and disgust. Is that tone of chilling, I might say killing ridicule, which prevails in certain circles, towards every thing which does not approach a particular arbitrary standard, a wholesome one for our mental condition? I believe not; for I have never known one who adopted it fully, who had not at times a most uneasy consciousness that no one could possibly be entirely secure from its stings. Then there is a restless emulation, felt in a greater or less degree by all who have thrown themselves on the arena of fashionable life, which is, in my sober view, the enemy of repose. I am not now attempting to assign a cause for that particular fit of the blues which gave such a dark coloring to the beginning of your letter. I am only like the physician who recalls to his patient's mind the atmospheric influence that may have had an unfavorable effect upon his symptoms. You will conclude I must have determined to retort upon you in some degree the scorn which you cannot help feeling for the stupidity of a country life, by taking the first opportunity to hint that there are some evils from which the dweller in the wilds is exempt. On the other hand, I admit that in solitude we are apt to become mere theorists, or dreamers, if you will. Ideal excellence is very cheap; theory and sentiment may be wrought up to great accuracy and perfection; and it is an easy error to content ourselves with these, without seeking to ascertain whether we are capable of the action and sacrifice which must prove that we are in earnest. You are right, certainly, in thinking that in society we have occasion for more strenuous and energetic virtues; but yet, even here, there is no day which does not offer its opportunities for effort and self-denial, and in a very humble and unenticing form too. But we shall never settle this question, for the simple reason that virtue is at home every where alike; so I will spare you further lecture. Next to seeing yourself, my dear Williamson, I can scarcely think of any thing that would have afforded me more pleasure than the sight of a friend of yours bearing credentials under your hand and seal. And over and above this title to my esteem, Mr. Ellis brings with him an open letter of recommendation in that very handsome and pleasing countenance of his, and a frank and hearty manner which put us quite at ease with him directly, notwithstanding a certain awkward consciousness of the narrowness of our present accommodations, which might have made a visit from any other stranger rather embarrassing. His willingness to be pleased, his relish for the amusing points of the half-savage state, and the good-humor with which he laughed off sundry rather vexatious contre-temps really endeared him to us all. Half a dozen men of his turn of mind for neighbors, with wives of “kindred strain,” would create a paradise in these woods, if there could be one on earth. A letter is certainly your due, my dear Catharine; but yours of some fortnight since,—all kind, and lively, and sympathizing, and conceding, as it is,—deserves a better reply than this dripping sky will help me to indite. Why is it that I, who ever loved so dearly a rainy day in town, find it suggestive of—not melancholy—for melancholy and I are strangers—but of stupid things, in the country? To account for the difference drives me into the region of small philosophies. In the one case there is the quiet that bustle has made precious, the leisure which in visiting weather one is apt to see slip from one's grasp unimproved; a contrast like that which we feel on turning from the dusty pathway into the cool shade—a protected shade, as of a garden, where one locks the gate and looks up with satisfaction at high walls, impassable by foot unprivileged. In the other—the contrary case—we have leisure in sunshine as well as leisure in the rain; we have abundance of quiet at all seasons, and no company at any, so that when the rain comes it can but deprive us of our accustomed liberty of foot. The pattering sound so famed for its lulling powers is but too effectual when it falls on roofs not much above our heads; and the disconsolate looking cattle, the poor shivering fowls huddled together under every sheltering covert, and the continuous snore of cat and dog as they doze on the mats—all tend towards our infectious drowsiness, that is much more apt to hint the dreamy sweetness of a canto or two of the Faery Queene, than the duteous and spirited exercise of the pen, even in such service as yours. Yet I have broken the spell of “Sluggish Idleness, the nurse of sin.” by the magic aid of a third reading of your letter. And now I defy even the “Ever drizling raine upon the lofte, Mixt with a murmuring winde.” * * * Ought a letter to be a transcript of one's better mind, or only of one's present and temporary humor? If the former, I must throw away the pen, I fear, for some time to come. If the latter, I have only to scrawl the single word AGUE a thousand times on the face of my paper, or write it once in letters which would cover the whole surface. I have no other thought, I can no longer say, “My mind my kingdom is.” Didn't I say something, in one of my late letters, about an October landscape? I had not yet seen a November one in the forest. Since the splendid coloring of those days has been toned down by some hard frosts, and all lights and shades blended into heavenly harmony by the hazy atmosphere of the delicious period here called “Indian summer,” Florella and I have done little else but wander about, gazing in rapture, and wishing we could share our pleasure with somebody as silly as ourselves. If the Indians named this season, it must have been from a conviction that such a sky and such an atmosphere must be granted as an encouraging sample of the far-away Isles of Heaven, where they expect to chase the deer forever unmolested. If you can imagine a view in which the magnificent coloring of Tintoretto has been softened to the taste of Titian or Giorgione, and this seen through a transparent veil of dim silver, you may form some notion of our November landscape. I have grown very lazy of late,—so much so, that even letter-writing has become quite a task. Perhaps it is only that I so much prefer flying over this fine, hard, smooth snow in a sleigh, that I feel a chill of impatience at in-door employment. I make a point of duty of Charlotte's daily lessons, but beyond that I am but idle just now. The weather has been so excessively cold for some days that we have had much ado to keep comfortably warm, even with the aid of great stoves in the hall and kitchen, and bountiful wood fires elsewhere. These wood fires are the very image of abundance, and they are so enlivening that I am becoming quite fond of them, though they require much more attention than coal, and will, occasionally, snap terribly, even to the further side of the room, though the rug is generally the sufferer. An infant of one of our neighbors was badly burned, a day or two since, by a coal which flew into the cradle at a great distance from the fire. I marvel daily that destructive fires are not more frequent, when I see beds surrounded with light cotton curtains so near the immense fires which are kept in log-houses. How much more rational would be worsted hangings! Once more, with pen in hand, dearest Catharine; and oh, how glad and how thankful to find myself so well and so happy! I could have written you a week ago, but Mr. Sibthorpe, who is indeed a sad fidget, as I tell him every day, locked up pen, ink, and paper, most despotically, leaving me to grumble like Baron Trenck or any other important prisoner. To-day the interdict is taken off, and I must spur up my lagging thoughts, or I shall not have said forth half my say before I shall be reduced to my dormouse condition again. I have examined the sheets you put into my hands, and am happy to say, that I think your work will be found, both by teachers and pupils a valuable auxiliary in the acquisition of the French language. The manner in which you have obviated the principal difficulties in the first lessons, and the general plan of the work, make it a very useful first book for those who are old enough to study with some degree of judgment and discrimination. I have examined the sheets of the New Practical Translator, and believe that the work will be very useful as an introduction to the translating French into English, as it affords an easy explanation of most of the difficulties that are apt to embarrass beginners. I have long felt the want of a “First Book” for beginners in the French Language, upon the progressive principles which you have adopted, and shall show how sincere I am in this recommendation of your undertaking, by the immediate introduction of the “New Practical Translator” into my school. I have looked over the sheets of your “New Practical Translator,” and am much pleased both with the plan of the work, and with the style of its execution. It must form a valuable accession to the means already within the reach of the young for acquiring a knowledge of the French Language; and, if it finds with the public that measure of favour which it merits, I am satisfied that you will have no cause to complain that your labours, in this department of instruction, have not been well received or well rewarded. I have examined attentively the plan of your “New Practical Translator,” and, to some extent, the mode in which the plan has been executed. The work appears to me to be well adapted to promote the improvement of those who are commencing the study of the French Language. The real difficulties, in the progress of the student, he is furnished with the means of overcoming, while such as will yield to moderate industry, he is judiciously left to surmount by his own efforts. I have examined, with care, “The New Practical Translator,” by Mr. Bugard. The plan and execution of the author appear to me judicious, and I am acquainted with no elementary work, so well adapted for communicating a knowledge of the French language. I have examined with much pleasure the sheets of the French Practical Translator, which you were kind enough to send me. As far as I am able to judge, I should think it would be found a very useful auxiliary to the French instructer. I concur fully in the opinion of the work, expressed by Mr. T. B. Hayward. —It gives me much pleasure to express the high opinion I entertain of the “New French Practical Translator,” as an introduction to the study of the French language. The plan of it is very judicious. While those difficulties are removed which perplex and discourage young learners, it demands sufficient exercise of the pupil's own powers to keep alive the interest arising from the consciousness of successful effort. I should be happy if I could from my own knowledge give you a recommendation of your book, the Practical Translator. But, from my own little knowledge and from the most thorough information I can obtain, I am satisfied that we have no so valuable book of its kind for the study of the French language, and have therefore introduced it into my school. I have examined with much pleasure the new French Practical Translator, which you were so kind as to send me. I consider it a very valuable book for beginners, as it removes many difficulties, which have heretofore embarrassed them. I shall immediately introduce it into my school. —It gives me great pleasure to add my testimonial in favour of your “New Practical Translator,” to the many you have already received. I have used the work with a great many pupils in this institution, and find it a very excellent and interesting manual. It is of great service in removing the difficulties which beginners encounter at the commencement of their French Studies. I wish you much success in introducing it into our Schools and Academies.
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