| | 81 | Author: | Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Negro Schoolmaster in the New South  | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ONCE upon a time I taught school in the hills of Tennessee, where
the broad dark vale of the Mississippi begins to roll and crumple to greet
the Alleghanies. I was a Fisk student then, and all Fisk men think that
Tennessee — beyond the Veil — is theirs alone, and in vacation time they
sally forth in lusty bands to meet the county school commissioners.
Young and happy, I too went, and I shall not soon forget that summer,
ten years ago. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 82 | Author: | Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Strivings of the Negro People | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | BETWEEN me and the other world there is ever an unasked
question: unasked by some through feelings of delicacy; by others
through the difficulty of rightly framing it. All, nevertheless,
flutter round it. They approach me in a half-hesitant sort of way,
eye me curiously or compassionately, and then, instead of saying
directly, How does it feel to be a problem? they say, I know an
excellent colored man in my town; or, I fought at Mechanicsville;
or, Do not these Southern outrages make your blood boil? At these
I smile, or am interested, or reduce the boiling to a simmer, as
the occasion may require. To the real question, How does it feel
to be a problem? I answer seldom a word. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 83 | Author: | Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Of the Training of Black Men | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | FROM the shimmering swirl of waters where many, many thoughts
ago the slave-ship first saw the square tower of Jamestown have
flowed down to our day three streams of thinking: one from the
larger world here and over-seas, saying, the multiplying of human
wants in culture lands calls for the world-wide co-operation of men
in satisfying them. Hence arises a new human unity, pulling the
ends of earth nearer, and all men, black, yellow, and white. The
larger humanity strives to feel in this contact of living nations
and sleeping hordes a thrill of new life in the world, crying, If
the contact of Life and Sleep be Death, shame on such Life. To be
sure, behind this thought lurks the afterthought of force and
dominion, — the making of brown men to delve when the temptation of
beads and red calico cloys. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 85 | Author: | Edwardy, William M. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Navajo Indians | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | FORT WINGATE, the largest military post in the Southwest, is
situated some three miles south of the line of the Atlantic and
Pacific Railroad, and not many miles from the Arizona border.
Department head-quarters are situated here, and a garrison of nine
companies, mostly of the Sixth United States Cavalry, and one
company of Indian scouts is constantly maintained. This large
force is considered necessary to guard against any possible
outbreak of the Navajo Indians, who roam over an extensive
reservation, embracing nearly twenty thousand square miles of
territory in northwestern New Mexico and northeastern Arizona. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 89 | Author: | Finley, William L. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Trail of the Plume-Hunter | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ALL the morning we plodded the level stretch of sand and sage
in the heat that danced and quivered over the floor of the valley.
In the afternoon we reached the base of the high headland that cuts
like the prow of a huge ocean liner into the heart of Harney
Valley. The trail led straight over a shaled-off pile of boulders,
and zig-zagged up the slope. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 92 | Author: | Garland, Hamlin | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Two Stories of Oklahoma | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | NUKO, an Arapahoe warrior, owned a rooster which he kept in his
camp near the agency on the Canadian River of Oklahoma. He guarded
his pet with zealous care. It was his inseparable companion, often
carried under his arm as he galloped across the prairie on his
visits to his friends and relatives. No ridicule could cause him
to neglect his pet. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 94 | Author: | Gilman, Arthur | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Women Who Go to College | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | It could be truthfully said thirty years ago that there was no
system in woman's education, and one need not go far backward in
the history of the subject to reach the time when, so far as any
advanced instruction whatever is concerned, woman was almost
completely overlooked. In the Middle Ages, when education was an
accomplishment of the very few, and was considered a necessity for
no one except the professional clerics, and not always for them,
women had a chance to get the small measure of learning that was
within the reach of common men. As the world in general grew
wiser, women were left behind and were obliged to satisfy in
private any scholarly longings that they might have, or to sit
illiterate in their towers embroidering shields for graceless
Launcelots and singing the "song of love and death." | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 95 | Author: | Gogol, Nikolai Vasilievich | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A May Evening | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THERE were sounds of merriment in the village, and a chorus of
song murmured, stream-like, through its single street. It was the hour
when lads and lasses, after their hard day's work, meet in the mellow
gloaming to express their feelings in melodies which, though glad, are
never without a strain of sadness. The pensive eventide was dreamily
embracing the blue heaven, and transforming every visible object into
something vague, shadowy, and ghost-like. The brooding gloom settled
into night, and still the stream of song flowed on without
surcease. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 97 | Author: | Goldsmith, Oliver | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Vicar of Wakefield | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | I WAS ever of opinion, that the honest man who married and
brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single
and only talked of population. From this motive I had scarcely taken
orders a year, before I began to think seriously of matrimony, and
choose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, not for a fine glossy surf
ace, but such qualities as would wear well, To do her justice, she was a
good-natured, notable woman; and as for breeding, there were few
country ladies who could show more. She could read any English book
without much spelling; but for pickling, preserving, and cookery none
could excel her. She prided herself also upon being an excellent
contriver in housekeeping, though I never could find that we grew richer
with all her contrivances. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 98 | Author: | Grahame, Kenneth | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Dream Days | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN the matter of general culture and attainments, we
youngsters stood on pretty level ground. True, it was always
happening that one of us would be singled out at any moment,
freakishly, and without regard to his own preferences, to wrestle
with the inflections of some idiotic language long rightly dead;
while another, from some fancied artistic tendency which always
failed to justify itself, might be told off without warning to
hammer out scales and exercises, and to bedew the senseless keys
with tears of weariness or of revolt. But in subjects common to
either sex, and held to be
necessary even for him whose ambition soared no higher than to
crack a whip in a circus-ring—in geography, for instance,
arithmetic, or the weary doings of kings and queens—each would
have scorned to excel. And, indeed, whatever our individual
gifts, a general dogged determination to shirk and to evade kept
us all at much the same dead level,—a level of ignorance
tempered by insubordination. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 99 | Author: | Grahame, Kenneth | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Golden Age | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | LOOKING back to those days of old, ere the
gate shut behind me, I can see now that to
children with a proper equipment of parents
these things would have worn a different
aspect. But to those whose nearest were
aunts and uncles, a special attitude of mind
may be allowed. They treated us, indeed,
with kindness enough as to the needs of the
flesh, but after that with indifference (an
indifference, as I recognise, the result of a
certain stupidity), and therewith the
commonplace conviction that your child is
merely animal. At a very early age I
remember realising in a quite impersonal and
kindly way the existence of that stupidity,
and its tremendous influence in the world;
while there grew up in me, as in the parallel
case of Caliban upon Setebos, a vague sense
of a ruling power, wilful and freakish, and
prone to the practice of vagaries—"just
choosing so"; as, for instance, the giving
of authority over us
to these hopeless and incapable creatures,
when it might far more reasonably have been
given to ourselves over them. These elders,
our betters by a trick of chance, commanded
no respect, but only a certain blend of
envy — of their good luck — and pity — for their
inability to make use of it. Indeed, it was
one of the most hopeless features in their
character (when we troubled ourselves to
waste a thought on them: which wasn't often)
that, having absolute licence to indulge in
the pleasures of life, they could get no good
of it. They might dabble in the pond all
day, hunt the chickens, climb trees in the
most uncompromising Sunday clothes; they were
free to issue forth and buy gunpowder in the
full eye of the sun — free to fire cannons and
explode mines on the lawn: yet they never did
any one of these things. No irresistible
Energy haled them to church o' Sundays; yet
they went there regularly of their own
accord, though they betrayed no greater
delight in the experience than ourselves. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 100 | Author: | Grinnell, George Bird | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Wild Indian | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IF after a long period the Indian problem remains a problem still,
it is because we have no sufficient knowledge of the people we are
striving to teach. The solution of the problem is not to be reached until
the stronger race shall understand the weaker, and, in the light of that
understanding, shall deal with it wisely and well. I say this with the
more confidence because for many years I have lived with the plains
people in their homes, engaging in their pursuits, sharing their joys and
sorrows, standing toward them in all essentials as one of themselves. I
have thus learned to think and feel as an Indian thinks and feels, and to
see things as he sees them and from his point of view. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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