| | 82 | Author: | University of Virginia
Board of Visitors | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Board of Visitors minutes  | | | | Published: | 2001 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | An orientation session for new Board Members was held on Thursday, April 5, 2001, in the Lower West Oval Room of the
Rotunda. New Members Thomas F. Farrell, II and Thomas A. Saunders, III, attended, as well as Ms. Sasha L. Wilson, the new Student Member. The
Rector, John P. Ackerly, III, presided. The
President, John T. Casteen, III; Leonard W.
Sandridge, Executive Vice President and Chief Operating Officer;
Peter W. Low, Vice President and Provost; Robert W. Cantrell, M.D., Vice President for Health
System; Paul J. Forch, General Counsel; and Alexander G. Gilliam, Jr., Secretary to the Board,
participated. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 97 | Author: | Fox, John, 1863-1919 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come | | | | Published: | 2001 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE days of that April had been days of mist and rain. Sometimes, for hours,
there would come a miracle of blue sky, white cloud, and yellow light, but
always between dark and dark the rain would fall and the mist creep up the
mountains and steam from the tops—only to roll together from either range,
drip back into the valleys, and lift, straightway, as mist again. So that,
all the while Nature was trying to give lustier life to every living thing
in the lowland Bluegrass, all the while a gaunt skeleton was stalking down
the Cumberland— tapping with fleshless knuckles, now at some unlovely cottage
of faded white and green, and now at a log cabin, stark and gray. Passing
the mouth of Lonesome, he flashed his scythe into its unlifting shadows and
went stalking on. High up, at the source of the dismal little stream, the
point of the shining blade darted thrice into the open door of a cabin set
deep into a shaggy flank of Black Mountain, and three spirits, within, were
quickly loosed from aching flesh for the long flight into the unknown. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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