| | 41 | Author: | Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Literary Chat  | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | Europe appears to be exerting more and more of an attractive
power over our literary men. Henry James has lived abroad so
long that he may almost be considered to have expatriated
himself; Bret Harte has of late years so thoroughly identified
himself with England that his stories now always appear there
before they do here; Frank Stockton is making a prolonged visit
on the other side and a newspaper paragraph announces that Mark
Twain is in Geneva so often that many believe him to have taken
up his residence there. He himself declares that it is the Alps
that draw him thither so frequently. "They follow me
everywhere," he says, "and I cannot get away from them." | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 43 | Author: | Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Mary Somerville | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THERE have been in every age a few women of genius who have
become the successful rivals of man in the paths which they have
severally chosen. Three instances are of our time. Mrs. Browning is
called a poet even by poets; the artists admit that Rosa Bonheur is a
painter; and the mathematicians accord to Mary Somerville a high rank
among themselves. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 44 | Author: | Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Elizabeth Sara Sheppard | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | YOU ask from me some particulars of the valued life so recently
closed. Miss Sheppard was my friend of many years; I was with her to
the last hour of her existence; but this is not the time for other than a
brief notice of her career, and I comply with your request by sending
you a slight memorial, hardly full enough for publication. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 48 | Author: | Brodhead, Eva Wilder | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Eternal Feminine | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | A faint smile glimmered across Mrs. Herritt's fair, faded face as
she sat on her porch in the waning light of the October afternoon,
rocking tranquilly, and regarding with suave interest a certain
active little scene which the main street of the Colorado town
presented. She sat long and lax in the low chair. About the soft
attenuation of her figure the folds of a daintily sprigged print
gown fell loose and starchless, with an effect frankly free of any
pretension either esthetic or modish. There was a similar accent,
artless and unfashionable, in the slack, smooth coiling of Mrs.
Herritt's heavy light hair, in which a dull fawn tint was subduing
the yellower hue of youth. She had, upon the whole, the air of one
more solicitous to please herself than the public, and the innocent
blueness of her eyes, though a little frustrated of convincing
candor by reason of the triangular droop of the lids, still added
to her outward person a final note of unaspiring simplicity. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 49 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | One Day at Arle | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ONE day at Arle — a tiny scattered fishing hamlet on the north-western English coast — there stood at the door of one of the
cottages near the shore a woman leaning against the lintel-post and
looking out: a woman who would have been apt to attract a
stranger's eye, too — a woman young and handsome. This was what a
first glance would have taken in; a second would have been apt to
teach more and leave a less pleasant impression. She was young
enough to have been girlish, but she was not girlish in the least.
Her tall, lithe, well-knit figure was braced against the door-post
with a tense sort of strength; her handsome face was just at this
time as dark and hard in expression as if she had been a woman with
years of bitter life behind her; her handsome brows were knit, her
lips were set; from head to foot she looked unyielding and stern of
purpose. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 51 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Little Princess | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | Once on a dark winter's day, when the yellow fog hung so thick
and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the
shop windows blazed with gas as they do at night, an odd-looking little
girl sat in a cab with her father and was driven rather slowly through the
big thoroughfares. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 52 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Son of Tarzan | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE LONG BOAT of the Marjorie W. was floating
down the
broad Ugambi with ebb tide and current. Her crew were
lazily enjoying this respite from the arduous labor of rowing up
stream. Three miles below them lay the Marjorie W.
herself,
quite ready to sail so soon as they should have clambered aboard
and swung the long boat to its davits. Presently the attention of
every man was drawn from his dreaming or his gossiping to the
northern bank of the river. There, screaming at them in a cracked
falsetto and with skinny arms outstretched, stood a strange ap-parition of a man. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 54 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Woman Who Saved Me | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE medical man was holding my wrist and talking, and I was not
listening. In the first place, I knew more about myself than he could tell
me; in the second, I should scarcely have understood what he was saying
if I had listened; and in the third, I was in so listless and indifferent a
condition of mind that I did not care to listen — did not care to answer --did not even care to look, as I was half unconsciously looking at the
dead brown leaves twisting in the eddying wind that whirled them down
the street. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 56 | Author: | Carleton, S. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Lame Priest | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | If the air had not been December's, I should have said there
was balm in it. Balm there was, to me, in the sight of the road
before me. The first snow of winter had been falling for an hour
or more; the barren hill was white with it. What wind there was
was behind me, and I stopped to look my fill. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 58 | Author: | Chesnutt, Charles Waddell, 1858-1932 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Baxter's Procrustes | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | BAXTER'S Procrustes is one of the publications of the Bodleian
Club. The Bodleian Club is composed of gentlemen of culture, who
are interested in books and book-collecting. It was named, very
obviously, after the famous library of the same name, and not only
became in our city a sort of shrine for local worshipers of fine
bindings and rare editions, but was visited occasionally by
pilgrims from afar. The Bodleian has entertained Mark Twain,
Joseph Jefferson, and other literary and histrionic celebrities.
It possesses quite a collection of personal mementos of
distinguished authors, among them a paperweight which once belonged
to Goethe, a lead pencil used by Emerson, an autograph letter of
Matthew Arnold, and a chip from a tree felled by Mr. Gladstone.
Its library contains a number of rare books, including a fine
collection on chess, of which game several of the members are
enthusiastic devotees. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 59 | Author: | Chesnutt, Charles Waddell, 1858-1932 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Bouquet | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | MARY MYROVER's friends were somewhat surprised when she
began to teach a colored school. Miss Myrover's friends are mentioned
here, because nowhere more than in a Southern town is public opinion a
force which cannot be lightly contravened. Public opinion, however, did
not oppose Miss Myrover's teaching colored children; in fact, all the
colored public schools in town — and there were several — were taught
by white teachers, and had been so taught since the state had undertaken
to provide free public instruction for all children within its boundaries.
Previous to that time there had been a Freedman's Bureau school and a
Presbyterian missionary school, but these had been withdrawn when the
need for them became less pressing. The colored people of the town had
been for some time agitating their right to teach their own schools, but
as yet the claim had not been conceded. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 60 | Author: | Chesnutt, Charles Waddell, 1858-1932 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Goophered Grapevine | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ABOUT ten years ago my wife was in poor health, and our family
doctor, in whose skill and honesty I had implicit confidence, advised a
change of climate. I was engaged in grape-culture in northern Ohio, and
decided to look for a locality suitable for carrying on the same business
in some Southern State. I wrote to a cousin who had gone into the
turpentine business in central North Carolina, and he assured me that no
better place could be found in the South than the State and neighborhood
in which he lived: climate and soil were all that could be asked for, and
land could be bought for a mere song. A cordial invitation to visit him
while I looked into the matter was accepted. We found the weather
delightful at that season, the end of the summer, and were most
hospitably entertained. Our host placed a horse and buggy at our
disposal, and himself acted as guide until I got somewhat familiar with
the country. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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