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Excerpt from Zerub Throop's ExperimentZerub Throop sat in his spring-lock sanctum. It was a contrivance of his, whereby it might never be precisely known whether he was out or in, also, no other person, curious or dishonest, could invade the place to occupy it even for a moment, except with door carefully set wide. He carried the key in his pocket. Once swung to, the heavy leaf fastened itself instantly, then he and his cigar and his black cat...

Odd or even? is an unchanged, high-quality reprint of the original edition of 1880.Hansebooks is editor of the literature on different topic areas such as research and science, travel and expeditions, cooking and nutrition, medicine, and other genres. As a publisher we focus on the preservation of historical literature. Many works of historical writers and scientists are available today as antiques only. Hansebooks newly publishes these books ...

Excerpt from Faith Gartney's GirlhoodI began this story for young girls. It has grown, as they grow, to womanhood. It makes no artistic pretension. It is a simple record of something of the thought and life that lies between fourteen and twenty.I dedicate it, as it is, to these young girls, who dream, and wish, and strive, and err, and find, perhaps, little help to interpret their own spirits to themselves. I believe and hope that there is not...

Excerpt from Odd, or Even?"Middle-Class! I've no patience!" Miss Amman, with her nose nearly horizontal. "We're all middle-class. "We're all between somebody and somebody else. But you need n't be middling. It's only middling that's mean, anywhere."And yet, Miss Ammah, your grocer's family - "Grocer? What's a grocer? Look in your Webster. Your father's a grocer."Why, Miss Ammah! Papa sells cargoes."Miss Ammah was great on etymologies. "What hi...

Excerpt from Friendly Letters to Girl FriendsThese brief papers are not full disquisi tions, they are rather suggestions. As origi nally written, they were fitted to the limits of magazine publication, the treatment of their subjects only attempted as time and space available for simple letters might allow.In revising, they have been more or less filled out and extended, but even so are by no means offered now as exhaustive essays.It is hoped ...

Excerpt from Hitherto: A Story of Yesterdays"To-day" is a strange word. The point a life has got to, beyond which it must pierce the dark, behind which lies its own trail of light, born of its own movement, and showing -always behind - what it has truly meant and been.The point the world has got to, where the blaze and the mist, the dazzle and confusion, are about it, that come of its greater rush, like the burst of a meteor heading across the...

Excerpt from Homespun YarnsWhen we went out of town, we drove in carriages or traveled in stages. The steam-whistle, that shrieks from end to end of the great metropolis to-day, had never lifted up its eldritch voice. The sweet country roads wound still and green out from the paved thoroughfares, crossed by no iron tracks, and bestridden by no warning sign board bidding Beware of the Engine It was some thing, then, to go out of town!About the ...

Excerpt from A Golden Gossip: Neighborhood Story Number TwoYou always get it, good or bad, cousin Eliza beth said once, with a touch of meaning that her hearers, not quite comprehending, were instantly suspicious of.She was there on a visit, and a knot of droppers in had just gone, leaving a lot of conversational drift stuff to be sorted over in after-discussion with the kind of ruminant felicity a certain class of animals is privileged to enj...

Excerpt from Biddy's EpisodesAn Old maid stands in the middle of a great room, and looks into all the corners, and beyond. She sees through wide win dows. She is aware of open doors, that sometimes fold back against the corners, and bar them rigorously. To her they are free and invite her forth. This holding of her freedom keeps her maiden to the world. Any other kind of old unmarried woman may be called what you please, but she is not the swe...

Excerpt from Biddy's EpisodesAn Old maid stands in the middle of a great room, and looks into all the corners, and beyond. She sees through wide win dows. She is aware of open doors, that sometimes fold back against the corners, and bar them rigorously. To her they are free and invite her forth. This holding of her freedom keeps her maiden to the world. Any other kind of old unmarried woman may be called what you please, but she is not the swe...

Excerpt from Boys at Chequasset: Or, "a Little Leaven"Ah, why not? At least why not begin by being nice? Here comes your mother. I don't see that she has found it necessary to leave off her collar, or that her hair is not as smooth as usual.Oh, but mother always looks nice I And her hair has got used to keeping smooth. I don't believe anything ever does rumple it.Give yours a little of the same disci pline, then, since you see what education c...

Excerpt from The Other GirlsSo I have not waited for everything to happen and become ansage, that I have told you of in this little story. I confess that there are good things in it which have not yet, literally, come to pass. I have picked something out of the pie beforehand.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an importa...

Excerpt from Patience Strong's OutingsIt makes me think, that greeting, always. It seems, somehow, as if it were a sweet old fashion that might have come down out of the kingdom of heaven.That syllable is so full, word That which was in the beginning With God, and Without Which nothing was made that is made. What He has been giving out, always, down, through the angels, unto men, and into things. God's meanings, of thought and of life, his ins...

Excerpt from Square PegsA common kitchen garden and small orchard planta tion ran down from before the back stoop to the rough fence that shut off a bit of meadow.Beyond the meadow strip, hidden under low, weedy banks, Where alders grew and blackbirds nested in the tangled coverts, scampered a bright little brook, making its own music all the time, accompanied 1n the day by the Whistle and chirr of the restless Winged creatures, and all night ...

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Excerpt from Ascutney Street: A Neighborhood StoryThere were two or three persons on Ascutney Street who knew people on Katahdin Street. These accordingly ruled on Ascutney, and led the little variations and advances of style in cards and invita tions, dishes and garnitures. In Katahdin Street.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduc...

Excerpt from The Gayworthys: A Story of Threads and ThrumsOF threads and thrums: because a simple story of this mixed divine and human weaving we call Life, wherein are threads, - lines lying evenly along the loom, and made secure and perfect with a filling, wherein are also many thrums, - ends broken, or dropped midway, on reaching out unfinished lengths beyond the web. Wherein the fabric seems, so often, faulty, where much seems lost, left o...

Excerpt from Bonnyborough Oh, I know, dear, said Dora, meekly. But it is funny. And I can't help feeling the grace will all be needed. SO Peace Polly Schott was in the world, and in the church. And both, I may as well say at the outset, grew to be lively in her, as she grew and was trained. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a repr...

Excerpt from A Summer in Leslie Goldthwaite's Life Especially she was Leslie Goldthwaite's delight, Les lie had no sisters, and her aunts were old, far older than her mother, on her father's side, a broken and scattered family had left few ties for her, next to her mother, and even closer, in some young sympathies, she clung to Cousin Delight. With this diversion, we will go back, now, to her, and to her thought. I was thinking, she said, w...

Excerpt from Sights and Insights, Vol. 1: Patience Strong's Story of Over the Way A railway ride is such a good chance to read things that are not printed. That little picture of Mrs. Regis, which I took off without her knowledge or my own, at the moment, came out so very clear before me, it seemed to tell me a whole story. After ward, I came to know something of how much my first impres sion might be worth I have yet a great deal, I dare sa...