| | 141 | Author: | Bestes, Peter | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Letter: Boston, April 20th, 1773.  | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE efforts made by the legislative of this province in their last
sessions to free themselves from slavery, gave us, who are in that deplorable state, a high
degree of satisfacton. We expect great things from men who have made such a noble
stand against the designs of their fellow-men to enslave them. We
cannot but wish and hope Sir, that you will have the same grand object, we mean civil
and religious liberty, in view in your next session. The divine spirit of
freedom, seems to fire every humane breast on this continent, except
such as are bribed to assist in executing the execrable plan. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 143 | Author: | Bonner, John Stuart | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Master Sold by a Slave | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ONE of the most successful negro speculators on the Peninsula in
the forties was a man named James Hubbard, who lived upon his own
estate near Yorktown, and was accounted one of the wealthiest men
in those parts. He was a man of powerful physique and coarse
manners. His hair and eyes were intensely black, and his
complexion so swarthy that he would have suffered by comparison
with many of the human chattels he dealt in. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 144 | Author: | Boughton, Willis, 1854-1942 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | "The Negro's Place in History" | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | During the life of mankind every generation has been
confronted with one or more grave social questions the solution of
which seemed, at the time, to be of vital importance to the
progress of civilization. So, too, every age has had its
alarmists, who have preached wars and desolation and the utter
destruction of existing institutions. But civilization has moved
onward. Every age and every generation has indeed proved equal to
its emergencies. Though the champions of a principle be tried by
the crucial test of wars, though French revolutions and American
rebellions enact their bloody scenes, the fittest survives, the
most vigorous principle conquers, the world advances in culture.
Only the extreme pessimist will deny that the world is to-day
better than it has ever been before, that people are more cultured,
more humane, more Christ-like. The nations of our day are better
able to grapple with difficult social problems than were their
ancestors. Under the most threatening portents there is no
occasion for undue alarm. Regulated by the laws of universal
progress, the right principle will, in the end, prevail, for
mankind will not rush madly onward to the destruction of cherished
institutions. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 145 | Author: | Boyce, Neith | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Novel's Deadliest Friend | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | About a century has passed since woman's fondness began to
spoil the English novel. Up to Fielding's day, it appears, some
good fortune preserved the lusty youth of Fiction from woman's
blighting eye; or perhaps the simple appetite of youth made a
defence, as the roast of beef and the flagon of ale protected Tom
Jones from the blandishments of the strange lady in the inn. But
this protection likewise was only temporary; and Fielding,
Thackeray said in tears, was the last novelist in England "that
dared to paint a man." Thackeray went away from an interview with
his editor, with that remark, to write into Pendennis those
paragraphs which preserve the hero's virtue—and ever since
masculine heroes have been made to fit feminine ideals. Woman
never has liked the Tom Jones type of hero—the conquering,
destroying, self-indulgent young animal. She likes splendour and
dash, but still demands that the hero shall represent somehow the
idea of self-sacrifice, of mortification of the flesh, and above
all, of constancy. It was Thackeray, again, who said that woman
would forgive Nero all his other sins if only he had been a good
family man. And this fits in with what Count Tolstoy has said
recently, that woman is less noble, less self-sacrificing, than
man, since man will sacrifice his family for an idea, while woman
won't. It seems, then, to be fairly well established that the
heights of self-sacrifice are beyond woman. And in imposing her
lower ideals upon the novel she has done the harm that male
novelists still deplore. As she has prevented the hero of the
novel from soaring to the lonely peaks which she can't reach
herself, so also she forbids him to ramp through the pleasant
meadows, witlessly enjoying himself. She condemns him to stern
probation and as many labours as Hercules had, and all to what end?
That he may kneel at her feet for his reward. The modern novel
simply flatters woman's egregious vanity. But what to do about it?
How to prevent woman reading and buying books? As long as she does
so the manful efforts of the novelist to uphold his art must come
to naught. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 147 | Author: | Brackett, Anna C. | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Strange Tale of a Type-Writer | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | I HAD a favorite type-writer — I will not say of whose
manufacture — with which, through much use of it, I became very
intimate. That expression I use boldly, because everybody knows
already that many among modern machines have a definite character,
and that even individual character is observed in those of the same
sort. The engine-driver, for example, will tell you that each
locomotive of a lot made to be precisely similar will be found to
have, so to speak, its own temperament and manner, and that he
becomes attached to his own engine as to a person. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 148 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Beasts of Tarzan | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | "THE ENTIRE AFFAIR is shrouded in mystery," said D'Arnot.
"I have it on the best of authority that neither the
police nor the special agents of the general staff have the
faintest conception of how it was accomplished. All they
know, all that anyone knows, is that Nikolas Rokoff has
escaped." | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 149 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Gods of Mars | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | As I stood upon the bluff before my cottage on that clear
cold night in the early part of March, 1886, the noble Hudson
flowing like the grey and silent spectre of a dead river
below me, I felt again the strange, compelling influence of
the mighty god of war, my beloved Mars, which for ten long
and lonesome years I had implored with outstretched arms
to carry me back to my lost love. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 151 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Lodusky | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THEY were rather an incongruous element amid the festivities,
but they bore themselves very well, notwithstanding, and seemed
to be sufficiently interested. The elder of the two—a tall,
slender, middle-aged woman with a somewhat severe, though
delicate face,—sat quietly apart, looking on at the tough dances
and games with a keen relish of their primitive uncouthness, but
the younger, a slight alert creature, moved here and there, her
large, changeable eyes looking larger through their glow of
excitement. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 152 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Lost Continent | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | SINCE EARLIEST CHILDHOOD I HAVE BEEN
strangely fascinated by the mystery surrounding the history
of the last days of twentieth century Europe. My
interest is keenest, perhaps, not so much in relation to
known facts as to speculation upon the unknowable of
the two centuries that have rolled by since human
intercourse between the Western and Eastern Hemispheres
ceased — the mystery of Europe's state following
the termination of the Great War — provided, of course,
that the war had been terminated. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 153 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Mère Giraud's Little Daughter | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | "Prut!" said Annot, her sabots clattering loudly on the brick
floor as
she moved more rapidly in her wrath. "Prut! Madame Giraud,
indeed! There
was a time, and it was but two years ago, that she was but plain
Mere Giraud,
and no better than the rest of us; and it seems to me, neighbors,
that it is
not well to show pride because one has the luck to be favored by
fortune.
Where, forsooth, would our `Madame' Giraud stand if luck had not
given her a
daughter pretty enough to win a rich husband?" | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 154 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | "Le Monsieur de la Petite Dame | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IT was Madame who first entered the box, and Madame was bright
with youthful bloom, bright with jewels, and, moreover, a beauty.
She was a little creature, with childishly large eyes, a low,
white forehead, reddish-brown hair, and Greek nose and mouth. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 156 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Sara Crewe; or What Happened at Miss Minchin's | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN the first place, Miss Minchin lived in London.
Her home was a large, dull, tall one, in a
large, dull square, where all the houses were alike,
and all the sparrows were alike, and where all the
door-knockers made the same heavy sound, and
on still days — and nearly all the days were still —
seemed to resound through the entire row in
which the knock was knocked. On Miss Minchin's
door there was a brass plate. On the brass
plate there was inscribed in black letters,
MISS MINCHIN'S
SELECT SEMINARY FOR YOUNG LADIES | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 157 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Smethurstses | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | SMETHURSTSES, mum—yes, mum, on accounts of me bein' Smethurst
an' the wax-works mine. Fifteen year I've been in the business,
an' if I live fifteen year more I shall have been in it thirty;
for wax-works is the kind of a business as a man gets used to and
friendly with, after a manner. Lor' bless you! there's no
tellin' how much company them there wax-works is. I've picked a
companion or so out of the collection. Why,
there's Lady Jane Grey, as is readin' her Greek Testyment; when
her works is in order an' she's set a-goin', liftin' her eyes
gentle-like from her book, I could fancy as she knew every
trouble I'd had an' was glad as they was over. And there's the
Royal Fam'ly on the dais an a settin' together as free and home-like and smilin' as if they wasn't nothin' more than flesh an'
blood like you an' me an' not a crown among 'em. Why, they've
actually been a comfort to me. I've set an' took my tea on my
knee on the step there many a time, because it seemed cheerfuller
than in my
own little place at the back. If I was a talkin' man
I might object to the stillness an' a general fixedness in the
gaze, as perhaps is an objection as wax-works is open to as a
rule, though I can't say as it ever impressed me as a very
affable gentleman once said it impressed him. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 158 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Warlord of Mars | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN THE shadows of the forest that flanks the crimson plain by
the side of the Lost Sea of Korus in the Valley Dor, beneath the
hurtling moons of Mars, speeding their meteoric way close above the
bosom of the dying planet, I crept stealthily along the trail of a
shadowy form that hugged the darker places with a persistency that
proclaimed the sinister nature of its errand. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 160 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Artist | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | After the sickening stench of personality in theatrical life," the
great Madame Orloff told the doctor with her usual free-handed use
of language, "it is like breathing a thin, pure air to be here
again with our dear inhuman old Vieyra. He hypnotizes me into his
own belief that nothing matters — not broken hearts, nor death, nor
success, nor first love, nor old age — nothing but the chiaroscuro
of his latest acquisition." | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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