| | 101 | Author: | Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 | Add | | | Title: | Poe Collection: Letter from Edgar Allan Poe to John Allan, 1828 December 22  | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Description: | I wrote you shortly before leaving Fort
Moultrie & am much hurt at receiving no answer.
Perhaps my letter has not reached you & under that
supposition I will recapitulate its contents. It was chiefly
to sollicit your interest in freeing me from the Army of
the U.S. in which (as Mr. Lay's letter from
Lieut Howard
informed you) I am at present a soldier. I begged
that you would suspend any judgement you might
be inclined to form, upon many untoward circumstances,
until you heard of me again — & begged you to
give my dearest love to Ma & solicit her not to let
my wayward disposition wear away the affection
she used to have for me. I mentioned that all that
was necessary to obtain my discharge from the army
was your consent in a letter to Lieut J. Howard,
who has heard of you by report, & the high character
given you by Mr. Lay; this being all that I asked
at your hands, I was hurt at your declining to answer
my letter. Since arriving at Fort Moultrie
Lieut Howard has given me an introduction to
Col. James House of the 1st
Arty to whom I was
before personally known only as a soldier of his
regiment. He spoke kindly to me. told me that
he was personally acquainted with my Grandfather
Genl. Poe
[1], with yourself & family, &
reassured me
of my immediate discharge upon your consent.
It must have been a matter of regret to me, that
when those who were strangers took such deep interest
in my welfare, that you who called me your son
should refuse me even the common civility of
answering a letter. If it is your wish to forget
that I have been your son I am too proud to remind
you of it again. I only beg you to remember that
you yourself cherished the cause of my leaving your
family. Ambition. If it has not taken the channel
you wished it, it is not the less certain of its object.
Richmond & the U. States were too narrow a sphere &
the world shall be my theatre. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 102 | Author: | Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 | Add | | | Title: | Poe Collection: Letter from Edgar Allan Poe to John Allan, 1829 February 4 | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Description: | I wrote you some time ago from this place
but have as yet received no reply. Since that time
I wrote to John Mc.Kenzie desiring him to see
you personally & desire for me, of you, that you
would interest yourself in procuring me a
cadets' appointment at the Military Academy. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 103 | Author: | Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 | Add | | | Title: | Poe Collection: Letter from Edgar Allan Poe to John Allan, 1829 March 10 | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Description: | I arrived on the point this morning,
in good health, and if it were not for late
occur-
-rences, should feel much happier than I have for
a long time.[2] I have had a fearful warning,
& have hardly ever known before what distress
was. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 104 | Author: | Anonymous | Add | | | Title: | Octave Thanet | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WHEN, a decade ago, some one asked "Octave Thanet" to state
where she would like to live, her reply was: "Nowhere all the year
round." And if you care to make an attempt to trace Miss French's
whereabouts you will very likely discover that she is living up to her
declaration. A modern captain of industry
is not more at home anywhere than this
delightful writer of short stories — a literary lapidary she might well
be termed, so absolutely clean-cut and brilliant is her work. Miss
French has been complimented by pastmasters of the art of literary
criticism for work of a widely diversified character. She shows a
remarkable familiarity with life in our bustling west, as well as with
that of our less assertive south. We marvel at this, when we
consider that her birth and education is of New England. However,
the fact that fate compelled her to take up residence in Iowa, and
inclination led her to spend a part of the year in the south, accounts
for those characteristics in her work that are reflective of the
sections, and which might possibly puzzle an unsophisticated reader
concerning the personality of the author. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 105 | Author: | Arnold, Edwin Lester Linden, d. 1935. | Add | | | Title: | Gulliver of Mars | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | DARE I say it? Dare I say that I, a plain, prosaic
lieutenant in the republican service have done the incredible
things here set out for the love of a woman—for a chimera
in female shape; for a pale, vapid ghost of woman-loveliness?
At times I tell myself I dare not: that you will laugh, and
cast me aside as a fabricator; and then again I pick up
my pen and collect the scattered pages, for I must write
it—the pallid splendour of that thing I loved, and won, and
lost is ever before me, and will not be forgotten. The tumult
of the struggle into which that vision led me still
throbs in my mind, the soft, lisping voices of the planet
I ransacked for its sake and the roar of the destruction
which followed me back from the quest drowns all other
sounds in my ears! I must and will write—it relieves me;
read and believe as you list. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 106 | Author: | Beerbohm, Max, Sir, 1872-1956 | Add | | | Title: | "Hosts and Guests" | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | BEAUTIFULLY vague though the English language is, with its
meanings merging into one another as softly as the facts of
landscape in the moist English climate, and much addicted though
we always have been to ways of compromise, and averse from sharp
hard logical outlines, we do not call a host a guest, nor a guest a
host. The ancient Romans did so. They, with a language that was
as lucid as their climate and was a perfect expression of the sharp
hard logical outlook fostered by that climate, had but one word for
those two things. Nor have their equally acute descendants done
what might have been expected of them in this matter.
Hôte and ospite and huesped are as
mysteriously equivocal as hospes. By weight of all this
authority I find myself being dragged to the conclusion that a host
and a guest must be the same thing, after all. Yet in a dim and
muzzy way, deep down in my breast, I feel sure that they are
different. Compromise, you see, as usual. I take it that strictly the
two things are one, but that our division of them is yet
another instance of that sterling common sense by which, etc., etc. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 107 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Add | | | Title: | Poet and Scullery-Maid / By Dorothy Canfield | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ONCE upon a time there was a little
scullery-maid, who, like all scullery-maids, spent most of her time in a kitchen.
It was the kitchen of a boarding-house,
and you can imagine what a disagreeable
place it was — full of unpleasant smells,
and usually piled high with dirty dishes
which the scullery-maid must wash. It
was dark, it was greasy, the cook had a
bad temper, and the chimney smoked. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 110 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Add | | | Title: | The Rescue / By Dorothy Canfield. | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE old man controlled himself with
a violent effort, and stopped his
storming commands, daunted by the face
of fierce opposition which the girl turned
to him. He wheeled about and relieved
his mind by a few clamorous, angry
chords on the great piano against which
he was leaning. There was a moment's
silence before he faced her again — a
silence full of faint reminiscent murmurs
and echoes from the music-soaked walls
of the bare little room. The tense rigidity of the girl's slenderness relaxed a
little; and when the master again looked
at her, the stormy light of revolt was
gone from her eyes, leaving their usual
curious, half-absent brooding. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 111 | Author: | Chesnutt, Charles Waddell, 1858-1932 | Add | | | Title: | The Partners | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | AMONG the human flotsam and jetsam that followed in the wake of the
Civil War, there drifted into a certain Southern town, shortly after the
surrender, two young colored men, named respectively William Cain and
Rufus Green. They had made each other's acquaintance in a refugee camp
attached to an army cantonment, and when the soldiers went away, William
and Rufus were thrown upon their own resources. They were fast friends,
and discussed with each other the subject of their future. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 112 | Author: | Davis, Rebecca Harding, 1831-1910 | Add | | | Title: | The Middle-Aged Woman | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | CHOOSE any artist that you know — the one with the kindliest
nature and the finest perceptions — and ask him to give you his idea
of the genius of the commonplace, and any word for it, he paints
you a middle-aged woman. The thing, he will say, proves itself.
Here is a creature jogging on leisurely at midday in the sight of all
men along a well-tramped road. The mists of dawn are far behind
her; she has not yet reached the shadows of evening. The softness
and blushes, and shy, sparkling glances of the girl she was, have
long been absorbed into muddy thick skin, sodden outlines, rational
eyes. There are crows' feet at either temple, and yellowish blotches
on the flesh below the soggy under-jaw. Her chestnut-brown hair
used to warm and glitter in the sun, and after a few years it will
make a white crown upon her head, a sacred halo to her children;
but just now it is stiff with a greasy hair dye, and is of an unclean
and indescribable hue. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 119 | Author: | Higginson, Thomas Wentworth, 1823-1911 | Add | | | Title: | Helen Jackson | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE news of the death of Mrs. Helen Jackson — better known as
"H. H." — will probably carry a pang of regret into more American
homes than similar intelligence in regard to any other woman, with
the possible exception of Mrs. H. B. Stowe, who belongs to an
earlier literary generation. With this last-named exception, no
American woman has produced literary work of such marked
ability. Her fame was limited by the comparatively late period at
which she began to write, and by her preference for a somewhat
veiled and disguised way of writing. It is hard for two initial letters
to cross the Atlantic, and she had therefore no European fame; and
as she took apparently a real satisfaction in concealing her identity
and mystifying her public, it is very likely that the authorship of
some of her best prose work will never be absolutely known.
Enough remained, however, to give her a peculiar both hold upon
thoughtful and casual readers. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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