| | 104 | Author: | Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Quicksand  | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | AS Mrs. Quentin's victoria, driving homeward, turned from the
Park
into Fifth Avenue, she divined her son's tall figure walking
ahead
of her in the twilight. His long stride covered the ground more
rapidly than usual, and she had a premonition that, if he were
going home at that hour, it was because he wanted to see
her. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 108 | Author: | Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Venetian Night's Entertainment | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THIS is the story that, in the dining-room of the old Beacon Street
house (now the Aldebaran Club), Judge Anthony Bracknell, of the
famous East India firm of Bracknell & Saulsbee, when the ladies had
withdrawn to the oval parlour (and Maria's harp was throwing its
gauzy web of sound across the Common), used to relate to his
grandsons, about the year that Buonaparte marched upon Moscow. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 110 | Author: | White, Stewart Edward | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Mountains | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | SIX trails lead to the main ridge. They are all
good trails, so that even the casual tourist in the
little Spanish-American town on the seacoast need
have nothing to fear from the ascent. In some spots
they contract to an arm's length of space, outside of
which limit they drop sheer away; elsewhere they
stand up on end, zigzag in lacets each more hair-raising than the last, or fill to demoralization with
loose boulders and shale. A fall on the part of your
horse would mean a more than serious accident; but
Western horses do not fall. The major premise stands:
even the casual tourist has no real reason for fear,
however scared he may become. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 113 | Author: | Wilkins, Mary E. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Lost Dog. | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE dog was speeding, nose to the ground; he had missed his master
early in the morning; now it was late afternoon, but at last he
thought he was on his track. He went like a wind, his ears pointed
ahead, his slender legs seemingly flat against his body; he was
eagerness expressed by a straight line of impetuous motion. He had
had nothing to eat all day; he was spent with anxiety and fatigue
and hunger; but now, now, he believed he was on his master's track,
and all that was forgotten. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 116 | Author: | Zitkala-Sa | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Soft-Hearted Sioux | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | BESIDE the open fire I sat within our tepee. With my red blanket
wrapped tightly about my crossed legs, I was thinking of the coming
season, my sixteenth winter. On either side of the wigwam were my
parents. My father was whistling a tune between his teeth while
polishing with his bare hand a red stone pipe he had recently
carved. Almost in front of me, beyond the centre fire, my old
grandmother sat near the entranceway. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 117 | Author: | Zitkala-Sa | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Trial Path | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IT was an autumn night on the plain. The smoke-lapels of the cone-shaped tepee flapped gently in the breeze. From the low night sky,
with its myriad fire points, a large bright star peeped in at the
smoke-hole of the wigwam between its fluttering lapels, down upon
two Dakotas talking in the dark. The mellow stream from the star
above, a maid of twenty summers, on a bed of sweet-grass, drank in
with her wakeful eyes. On the opposite side of the tepee, beyond
the centre fireplace, the grandmother spread her rug. Though once
she had lain down, the telling of a story has aroused her to a
sitting posture. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 118 | Author: | Brooke, M.L. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Brooke family correspondence Assen.No.38 137 | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Description: | I fancy you at the Powhatan
to night and I hope that instead of one
letter you
will get two from me, there must be some
irregular
-ity in the mails. I have never failed to write you
twice a week and you ought to have receivd a letter
before you left Richmond — for St. Julian
— if you get
both letters you will acknowledge the recip't of them—
oh how delighted I should have been at an unespected
visit from you and I could not help feeling
disappointed
that you thought of coming and did not do so but
I think you acted wisely — I
know if you had consulted
your inclination alonethat you would
have spent
your Christmas with us. You see I am
not jealous
but I eny Pa his happiness— and hope you had a
pleasant trip— I am alone with
no other company
than John and Juliet— M & V. are at their Grand
Pa's I am lonely enough but I was afraid to keep
Margaret at home least she should incur then
Grand Pa's
displeasure, She told him that I would
be alone and it
seem'd to
fret him and I've linquis
-hed my claims at once, tho'
reluctantly I aſsure you
they will be gone all week I expect Juliet tomorrow
or the next day I wrote to Father that I
should keep
him here— Sandy Stuart writes that she was
much admired
in Washington Staunton
is very dull I never knew
it as much so as this season— Mr Hamilton
was here a few days ago Judge Baldwin examined
him and he is now at Judge Smith's will be
here tomorrow night— he has concluded
to settle
in Lexington after a visit to Lynchburg—
he has many schemes to numerous to
mention
in a letter thinks that he can keep house on
less than he can board for— which
is 300
Dollars— they
will beat me in management
if they do and hire servants—
Mat will not be
down this winter——our servants are all hired
to the institutions Mary and Ann—
we get 40 dolars
for it is the best home for them I think I did
not consult Ann;— I hold Joe at 120 dollars and
expect to get it— he remains
at the hospital they
can't do without him and must pay for
him—
John will bring the same—
Beverly
has not come
I expect him this week— Charlotte will be
here
tomorrow— I never had as little
anxiety about hiring
the servants— and never did better— Doct.
Berkeley
has all this on his hands and no homes for them
yet— I was there today delivered
your message—
but he did not say that you should get more
things I suppose he will write if he
still
wants them—my groceries have not arrived yet—
I will write as soon as I get them—you would
laugh if you could take a peep at my table
with two plates and cups on it—me at the head
and John at the foot— doing like
pa he says
he is very attentive to my wants and says if I
write you that he is a bad boy he will tane
the
letters up. he wants to send you some ginger
cakes for a Christmaſ gift— Juliet
says yet I want
to see my Pa—She wont forget you
She improves
daily I think—they rise every morning before day light
and are as merry as crikets—
the airtight stove
is the greatest comfort to us we manage it
better
this winter and I could not do without
it.
Some
cold mornings I sit all day in the dining
room which is very comfortable the
stove burns
much less wood than the fire place
place did and
is much warmer—do write often
devote all your
leisure moments to me this is asking very little—
when you have so few— I think
of you all the
time. I will write you by Judge
Baldwin
—
Sister Beverly says do send your love to her
sometimes
I tell her that I cannot share your
love with
any
body— She thinks me very selfish.— | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 119 | Author: | Cabell, William D. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Letter from William D. Cabell to his brother Joseph [a machine-readable transcription] | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Description: | Your very interesting letter came safely
to hand and I expected to reply to it by last mail but was
prevented from so
doing and must now do what I have so long neglected doing. But
first to our busineſs: a letter of Mrs. Carrs arrived by the
same mail that yours did and that has all been attended to; a draft
has been for-warded to her for $75 on your aſc in payment of
your bill with her for the last half of your last seſsion
with her as boarder &c. No doubt the bill is all correct. You
are charged with wood also — but credited only by $20.
This renders it neceſsary to curtail my remittance to you and
therefore enclosed you have one draft for $75 being as much as I
could well remit you at present. I hope it may answer your
purposes for the present. The draft will paſs for money with
any accommodating merchant who has opportunities to present it. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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