| | 2 | Author: | Anonymous | Add | | | Title: | "St. Elmo" and its Author  | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | In the rush to keep any sort of pace with the lighter and noisier
literature of the day it is pleasant and worth while occasionally
to spend a few minutes looking over the publishers' lists at the
ends of the popular novels of thirty odd years ago, and from them
to contrast the tastes of the past and the present generations—a
contrast which is very far from being entirely flattering to the
readers of to-day. At the head of such lists we may be sure to
find the names of those writers who corresponded with the authors
of what are now known as "the best sellers"—we realise the claims
that Mary J. Holmes and Ann S. Stevens and Augusta J. Evans and May
Agnes Fleming then had to popular attention. We recognise many
laudable ambitions in the advertisements of books dealing with "the
habits of good society," with "the nice points of taste and good
manners, and the art of making oneself agreeable," with "the art of
polite conversation," and the forms in which letters of business,
of friendship, of society, of respectful endearment should be
couched. At first sight all this is likely to provoke rather
contemptuous amusement. And how unjustly! The forms may be quaint
and obsolete, but the sentiments are homely and praiseworthy, and
in similar literature of to-day there are just as many platitudes,
just as much that is silly and not nearly so much that is sincere.
The average highly successful novel of that time was no more
literature than is the average highly successful novel of to-day,
and the old was generally marked, it must be acknowledged, by an
airiness and pedantry that to-day would not reach the public
without pretty severe editing. On the other hand, however, the old
novels almost always had stories to tell, and they told them in a
manner to make them from end to end vitally interesting to that
class of readers to which they were designed to appeal. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 5 | Author: | Antibiastes | Add | | | Title: | Observations on the slaves and the indented servants, inlisted in the army,
and in the navy of the United States. | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE Resolve of Congress, for prohibiting the importation of
Slaves, demonstrates the consistent zeal of our rulers in the cause of mankind.
They have endeavoured, as early and as extensively as it then was in their
power, to reform our morals, by checking the progress of the general
depravation, which, sooner or later, proves the ruin of the countries, where
domestic slavery is introduced. From the liberal spirit of that resolve, which,
soon after, was most cheerfully supported by their constituents, it is natural
to infer that, had not the necessity of repelling the hostilities of powerful
invaders so deeply engaged the attention of the several legislative bodies of
our Union, laws would, long since, have been made, with every precaution, which
our safety might have dictated, for facilitating emancipations. Many Slaves,
however, too many perhaps, are incautiously allowed to fight under our banners.
They share in the dangers and glory of the efforts made by US, the freeborn
members of the United States, to enjoy, undisturbed, the common rights of human
nature; and THEY remain SLAVES! | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 6 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | The Last Antelope | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THERE were seven notches in the juniper by the Lone Tree
Spring for the seven seasons that Little Pete had summered there,
feeding his flocks in the hollow of the Ceriso. The first time of
coming he had struck his axe into the trunk meaning to make
firewood, but thought better of it, and thereafter chipped it in
sheer friendliness, as one claps an old acquaintance, for by the
time the flock has worked up the treeless windy stretch from the
Little Antelope to the Ceriso, even a lone juniper has a friendly
look. And Little Pete was a friendly man, though shy of demeanor,
so that with the best will in the world for wagging his tongue, he
could scarcely pass the time of day with good countenance; the soul
of a jolly companion with the front and bearing of one of his own
sheep. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 7 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | Jimville: A Bret Harte Town | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WHEN Mr. Harte found himself with a fresh palette and his
particular local color fading from the West, he did what he
considered the only safe thing, and carried his young impression
away to be worked on untroubled by any newer fact. He should have
gone to Jimville. There he would have found cast up on the ore-ribbed hills the bleached timbers of more tales, and better ones. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 8 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | The Little Coyote | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WITHOUT doubt a man's son is his son, whether the law has
spoken or no, and that the Little Coyote was the son of Moresco was
known to all Maverick and the Campoodie beyond it. In the course
of time it became known to the Little Coyote. His mother was
Choyita, who swept and mended for Moresco in the room behind the
store, which was all his home. In those days Choyita was young,
light of foot, and pretty,—very pretty for a Piute. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 9 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | Frustrate | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | I KNOW that I am a disappointed woman and that nobody cares at all
about it, not even Henry; and if anybody thought of it, it would
only be to think it ridiculous. It is ridiculous, too, with my
waist, and not knowing how to do my hair or anything. I look at
Henry sometimes of evenings, when he has his feet on the fender,
and wonder if he has the least idea how disappointed I am. I even
have days of wondering if Henry isn't disappointed, too. He might
be disappointed in himself, which would be even more dreadful; but
I don't suppose we shall ever find out about each other. It is
part of my disappointment that Henry has never seemed to want to
find out. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 11 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | The Hoodoo of the Minnietta | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | SOUTH by east from the leprous shore of Owens Lake, untangling the
network of trails that lead toward the lava flanks of Coso, one
comes at last to the Minnietta, a crumbling tunnel, a ruined
smelter, and a row of sun-warped dwellings in a narrow gully faced
by tall, skeleton-white cliffs. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 12 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | The White Hour | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WHEN it was told Mono John that a daughter was born to him, he
named her after the most admirable white woman he knew, Eva Lee
Matheson, teacher of the Tres Pinos school. He named her by ear,
so that the child came to be called Evaly. Later, when she went to
school, and understood that children must be known by their
father's names, she called herself Evaly John. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 14 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | Mahala Joe | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN the campoodie of Three Pines, which you probably know
better by its Spanish name of Tres Pinos, there is an Indian, well
thought of among his own people, who goes about wearing a woman's
dress, and is known as Mahala Joe. He should be about fifty years
old by this time, and has a quiet, kindly face. Sometimes he tucks
up the skirt of his woman's dress over a pair of blue overalls when
he has a man's work to do, but at feasts and dances he wears a
ribbon around his waist and a handkerchief on his head as the other
mahalas do. He is much looked to because of his knowledge of white
people and their ways, and if it were not for the lines of deep
sadness that fall in his face when at rest, one might forget that
the woman's gear is the badge of an all but intolerable shame. At
least it was so used by the Paiutes, but when you have read this
full and true account of how it was first put on, you may not think
it so. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 17 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Add | | | Title: | A Shepherd of the Sierras | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE two ends of this story belong, one to Pierre Jullien, and
the other to the lame coyote in the pack of the Ceriso. Pierre
will have it that the Virgin is at the bottom of the whole affair.
However that may be, it is known that Pierre Jullien has not lost
so much as a lamb of the flocks since the burning of Black
Mountain. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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