| | 202 | Author: | Wilkins, Mary E. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Squirrel.  | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE Squirrel lived with his life-long mate near the farm-house. He
considered himself very rich, because he owned an English walnut
tree. Neither he nor his mate had the least doubt that it belonged
to them and not to the Farmer. There were not many like it in the
State or the whole country. It was a beautiful tree, with a mighty
spread of branches full of gnarled strength. Nearly every year
there was a goodly promise of nuts, which never came to anything,
so far as the people in the farm-house were concerned. Every
summer they looked hopefully at the laden branches, and said to
each other, "This year we shall have nuts," but there were never
any. They could not understand it. But they were old people; had
there been boys in the family it might have been different.
Probably they would have solved the mystery. It was simple enough.
The Squirrel and his mate considered the nuts as theirs, and
appropriated them. They loved nuts; they were their natural
sustenance; and through having an unquestioning, though unwitting,
belief in Providence, they considered that nuts which grew within
their reach were placed there for them as a matter of course.
There were the Squirrels, and there were the nuts. No nuts, no
Squirrels! The conclusion was obvious to such simple
intelligences. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 210 | Author: | Anderson, Sherwood, 1876-1941 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Rabbit-pen | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN a wire pen beside the gravel path, Fordyce, walking in the
garden of his friend Harkness and imagining marriage, came upon a
tragedy. A litter of new-born rabbits lay upon the straw scattered
about the pen. They were blind; they were hairless; they were
blue-black of body; they oscillated their heads in mute appeal. In
the center of the pen lay one of the tiny things, dead. Above the
little dead body a struggle went on. The mother rabbit fought the
father furiously. A wild fire was in her eyes. She rushed at the
huge fellow again and again. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 211 | Author: | Wharton review: Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | About Mrs. Wharton, in "Chronicle and Comment" | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | According to certain chroniclers in the daily press, Mrs. Wharton
is going to write no more long novels, but will devote herself to
serious historical composition. We are glad that she has abjured long
novels, but deplore her intention of becoming an historian. There are
scores of historians busily at work, many of them very good ones, but
where shall we find another writer who could give us such remarkable
work as that contained in The Greater Inclination? It is pure
perversity to give up doing the thing that one can do best in order to
waste time over that which many others can do better. We have a
certain right to speak out frankly on this subject, because we were
among the very first to greet Mrs. Wharton as a writer of very rare
gifts and of unusual distinction. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 212 | Author: | Crane review: Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | English Views of Stephen Crane. | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE late Mr. Stephen Crane was, as is well known, much more of a
prophet in England than in his own country, and during his latter
years he found it pleasant to make his home in a land where his
work met with such warm appreciation. Since his death, the English
critical journals have with little or no exception expressed a high
judgment of his literary abilities. The Academy (June 9)
says: | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 213 | Author: | Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Indian of Commerce | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | For purposes of literary classification, all Indians may be divided, quite
regardless of linguistic affinities, into three sole tribes—the human,
the inhuman, and the super-human. There is the actual aborigine, interesting to
competent fiction as to science because he is a man and at the same time a
living archive from the childhood of the race. There is the wooden eikon which
stands for questionable cigars or unquestionable penny-a-lining—in
either case a mere peg upon which to hang commercial profit. And there is also
the Red Man of Rhapsody—a conveniently distant fiction to carry
heroics which would seem rather too absurd if fathered upon poor human nature as
we see it next door. With the last-mentioned tribe deals one of the handsomest
and one of the most preposterous books of the season, 'A Child of the Sun,' by
Charles Eugene Banks (Stone). Brilliant as a parrot in mechanical coloration,
the text also seems to have undergone some mental "three-color process."
Fenimore Cooper was cold ethnography to this, and even Prescott's Empire of
Montezuma quite as true to life. There is nothing Indian in these pages, except
the good intention. A curbstone version of the "legend" of the Piasau serves for
warp; and into it the author has woven a truly curious fabric of girl-graduate
mundiloquence and scope. Nominally in prose, the book is in fact very largely
couched in wilful and poor Hiawathan measure, doubly cheap by being masked in
"long type." Perhaps the most diagrammatic comment on the quality of the volume
is in its own exemplary lines about "Pakoble," belle of the "Arctide" tribe, who
was "so perfect in beauty that the artists of the Arctides often begged the
favor of her time, that they might preserve her loveliness to future
generations." It must be said that the fifteen "color-type" illustrations, by
Louis Betts, are far and away above their company and their sort. Of no value as
racial types, they are very uncommonly attractive and sympathetic, and not
without a touch of real poetry in conception as well as in color-scheme. Its
whole dress would befit a worthier volume. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 214 | Author: | Crane review: Anonymous | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Last of Stephen Crane. | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE collection of stories about the Spanish-American war upon which
Mr. Crane was engaged at the time of his death, has lately appeared
in book form under the title "Wounds in the Rain." The St.
James's Gazette (London, September 27) thinks that in a few of
the stories he rises almost, tho not quite, to the level of his
masterpiece, "The Red Badge of Courage." It says: | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 215 | Author: | Anthony, Susan B. (Susan Brownell), 1820-1906 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Woman's Half-Century of Evolution | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE status of woman in the United States fifty years ago, the
progressive steps by which it has been improved, present
conditions, future probabilities—in fact, a resume of the great
movement in which Elizabeth Cady Stanton has been the central
figure through two generations—this is the subject assigned me to
consider in the brief space of one magazine article! | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 216 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Conversion of Ah Lew Sing | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | AH LEW SING was the proprietor of a vegetable garden between the stock yard
and the rail-road bridge, on the farther side of the Summerfield canal. He was the
lankest, obliquest-eyed celestial that ever combined an expression of childlike
innocence with the appearance of having fallen into a state of permanent
disrepair, an outward seeming that much belied the inner man. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 217 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Agua Dulce | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE Los Angeles special got in so late that day that if the driver
of the Mojave stage had not, from having once gone to school to me,
acquired the habit of minding what I said, I should never have made
it. I hailed it from the station, and he swung the four about in
the wide street as the wind swept me toward the racked old coach in
a blinding whirl of dust. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 218 | Author: | Austin, Mary | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Mother of Felipe | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THAT triangular portion of the great Mojave desert lying south of the
curve of the Sierra Nevadas, where those mountains unite with the coast hills is
known as Antelope Valley. A big, barren, windy country, rising from the level of
the desert in long, undulating slopes that face abruptly toward the mountains. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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