| | 121 | Author: | Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Poe Collection: Letter from Edgar Allan Poe to John Allan, 1829 August 4  | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Description: | I am unable to account for your not
answering—if you are offended with me—I repeat
that I have done nothing to deserve your displeasure
If you doubt what I say & think that I have ne—
glected to use any exertions in the procuring my
warrant—write yourself to Mr Eaton & he will
tell you that more exertions could not have
been—the appt might have been obtained for
June if the application had been made 2 months
sooner & you will remember that I was under
the impression that you were making exertions
to obtain the situation for me, while I was at
Old Point & so situated as to be unable to use
any exertions of my own—On returning home
nothing had been done—it is therefore unjust
to blame me for a failure, after using every
endeavour, when success was impossible
rendered so by your own delay— | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 122 | Author: | Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Poe Collection: Letter from Edgar Allan Poe to John Allan, 1829 August 10 | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Description: | I received yours this morning which re—
leived me from more trouble than you can well
imagine—I was afraid that you were offended
& although I knew that I had done nothing to
deserve your anger, I was in a most uncom
-fortable situation—without one cent of money
—in a strange place & so quickly engaged in dif-
-ficulties after the serious misfortunes which
I have just escaped—My grandmother is ex-
-tremely poor & ill (paralytic) My aunt Maria
if possible still worse & Henry entirely given up
to drink & unable to help himself, much less
me— | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 123 | Author: | Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Letter, Edgar Allan Poe to John Allan, September 21, 1826 | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Description: | The whole college1
has been put in great consternation
by the prospect of an examination—
There is to be a general
one on the first of December, which will occupy the time
of the students till the fifteenth —
the time for breaking up —
It has not yet been determined whether there
will be any diplomas, or doctor's degrees given — but
I should hardly think there will be any such thing,
as this is only the second year of the institution &
in other colleges three and four years are required
in order to take a degree — that is, that time is
supposed to be necessary —
altho they sometimes
confer them before — if the applicants are qualified. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 125 | Author: | Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
| 128 | Author: | Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
| 129 | Author: | Arnold, Edwin Lester Linden, d. 1935. | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
| 130 | Author: | Beerbohm, Max, Sir, 1872-1956 | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
| 131 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
| 134 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
| 135 | Author: | Chesnutt, Charles Waddell, 1858-1932 | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
| 136 | Author: | Davis, Rebecca Harding, 1831-1910 | Requires cookie* | | | 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 |
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