| | 221 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Bird Out of the Snare  | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | AFTER the bargain was completed and the timber merchant had
gone away, Jehiel Hawthorn walked stiffly to the pine tree and put his
horny old fist against it, looking up to its spreading top with an
expression of hostile exultation in his face. The neighbor who had been
called to witness the transfer of Jehiel's woodland looked at him
curiously. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 222 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Bliss of Solitude | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE last time I came from Europe, although I was supposed to be
in charge of my pretty young niece, I did not appear on deck until the last
day of the voyage. I was tired, and I knew that Puss had plenty of
acquaintances on board. She is the soft-eyed, appealing, helpless sort of
girl who is always looked after. When I finally ascended to the upper
world, I was, therefore, both surprised and remorseful to find her looking
troubled and almost distressed. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 223 | Author: | Cather, Willa Sibert | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Professor's Commencement | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE professor sat at his library table at six
o'clock in the morning. He had risen with the sun, which is up
betimes in June. An uncut volume of "Huxley's Life and Letters" lay
open on the table before him, but he tapped the pages absently with
his paper-knife and his eyes were fixed unseeingly on the St. Gaudens
medallion of Stevenson on the opposite wall. The professor's library
testified to the superior quality of his taste in art as well as to
his wide and varied scholarship. Only by a miracle of taste could so
unpretentious a room have been made so attractive; it was as dainty as
a boudoir and as original in color scheme as a painter's studio. The
walls were hung with photographs of the works of the best modern
painters,—Burne-Jones, Rossetti, Corot, and a dozen others. Above
the mantel were delicate reproductions in color of some of Fra
Angelica's* most beautiful paintings. The rugs were exquisite in
pattern and color, pieces of weaving that the Professor had picked up
himself in his wanderings in the Orient. On close inspection, however,
the contents of the book-shelves formed the most remarkable feature of
the library. The shelves were almost equally apportioned to the
accommodation of works on literature and science, suggesting a form of
bigamy rarely encountered in society. The collection of works of pure
literature was wide enough to include nearly all the major languages of
modern Europe, besides the Greek and Roman classics. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 224 | Author: | Cather, Willa Sibert | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | On the Gull's Road | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | You may open now the little package I
gave you. May I ask you to keep it? I gave it to you
because there is no one else who would care about it in
just that way. Ever since I left you I have been
thinking what it would be like to live a lifetime
caring and being cared for like that. It was not the
life I was meant to live, and yet, in a way, I have
been living it ever since I first knew you. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 227 | Author: | Conrad, Joseph, 1857-1924 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Falk; Amy Foster; To-Morrow | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | Several of us, all more or less connected with the sea, were dining
in a small river-hostelry not more than thirty miles from London, and
less than twenty from that shallow and dangerous puddle to which our
coasting men give the grandiose name of "German Ocean." And through
the wide windows we had a view of the Thames; an enfilading view down
the Lower Hope Reach. But the dinner was execrable, and all the
feast was for the eyes. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 230 | Author: | Crane, Stephen, 1871-1900 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | "An Ominous Baby" | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | A BABY was wandering in a strange country. He was a tattered
child with a frowsled wealth of yellow hair. His dress, of a
checked stuff, was soiled and showed the marks of many conflicts
like the chain-shirt of a warrior. His sun-tanned knees shone
above wrinkled stockings which he pulled up occasionally with an
impatient movement when they entangled his feet. From a gaping
shoe there appeared an array of tiny toes. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 232 | Author: | Crane, Stephen, 1871-1900 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Great Boer Trek | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | WHEN, in 1806, Cape Colony finally passed into the hands of the
British government, it might well have seemed possible for the
white inhabitants to dwell harmoniously together. The Dutch
burghers were in race much the same men who had peopled England and
Scotland. There was none of that strong racial and religious
antipathy which seems to make forever impossible any lasting
understanding between Ireland and her dominating partner. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 233 | Author: | Crane, Stephen, 1871-1900 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Desertion | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE gas-light that came with an effect of difficulty through the
dust-stained windows on either side of the door gave strange hues
to the faces and forms of the three women who stood gabbling in the
hallway of the tenement. They made rapid gestures, and in the
background their enormous shadows mingled in terrific effect. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 235 | Author: | Crane, Stephen, 1871-1900 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Kicking Twelfth | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE Spitzenberg army was backed by traditions of centuries of victory.
In its chronicles, occasional defeats were not printed in italics, but were
likely to appear as glorious stands against overwhelming odds. A
favorite way to dispose of them was to attribute them frankly to the
blunders of the civilian heads of government. This was very good for the
army, and probably no army had more self-confidence. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 236 | Author: | Crane, Stephen, 1871-1900 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | `God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen.' | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | LITTLE NELL, sometimes called the Blessed Damosel, was a war
correspondent for the New York Eclipse, and at sea on the
despatch boats he wore pyjamas, and on shore he wore whatever fate
allowed him, which clothing was in the main unsuitable to the climate.
He had been cruising in the Caribbean on a small tug, awash always,
habitable never, wildly looking for Cervera's fleet; although what he was
going to do with four armoured cruisers and two destroyers in the event
of his really finding them had not been explained by the managing editor.
The cable instructions read: 'Take tug; go find Cervera's fleet.' If his
unfortunate nine-knot craft should happen to find these great twenty-knot
ships, with their two spiteful and faster attendants, Little Nell had
wondered how he was going to lose them again. He had marvelled, both
publicly and in secret, on the uncompromising asininity of managing
editors at odd moments, but he had wasted little time. The Jefferson
G. Johnson was already coaled, so he passed the word to his skipper,
bought some tinned meats, cigars, and beer, and soon the Johnson
sailed on her mission, tooting her whistle in graceful farewell to some
friends of hers in the bay. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 237 | Author: | Crane, Stephen, 1871-1900 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Scotch Express | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE entrance to Euston Station is of itself sufficiently imposing.
It is a high portico of brown stone, old and grim, in form a casual
imitation, no doubt, of the front of the temple of Nike Apteros, with a
recollection of the Egyptians proclaimed at the flanks. The frieze,
where of old would prance an exuberant processional of gods, is, in
this case, bare of decoration, but upon the epistyle is written in
simple, stern letters the word, "EUSTON." The legend reared high by
the gloomy Pelagic columns stares down a wide
avenue. In short, this entrance to a railway station does not in any
resemble the entrance to a railway station. It is more the front of
some venerable bank. But it has another dignity, which is not born of
form. To a great degree, it is to the English and to those who are in
England the gate to Scotland. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 240 | Author: | Crane, Stephen, 1871-1900 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Sergeant's Private Madhouse | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE moonlight was almost steady blue flame, and all this radiance
was lavished out upon a still, lifeless wilderness of stunted trees
and cactus plants. The shadows lay upon the ground, pools of black
and sharply outlined, resembling substances, fabrics, and not
shadows at all. From afar came the sound of the sea coughing among
the hollows in the coral rocks. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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