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|  | 1913. The book begins: The two old men sat in the library, eyeing the unresponsive blue envelope that lay on the end of the long table nearest the fireplace, where a merry but unnoticed bed of coals crackled fiercely in the vain effort to cry down the shrieks of the bleak December wind that whistled about the corners of the house. Someone had come into the room-they did not know who nor when-to poke up the fire and to shuffle fresh coals into the grate. No doubt it was the parlor maid. She was always doing something of the sort. It seemed to be her duty. Or, it might have been the housekeeper, in case the parlor maid was out for the evening. Whoever it was, she certainly had poked up the fire, and in doing so had been compelled to push two pairs of feet out of the way to avoid trampling upon them. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing. (less)Kessinger Publishing - 9780548015421 | $30 - $50 4 Merchants |
|  | 1920. The book begins: Nothin; don't nuver come ter pass hyarabouts! The boy perched disconsolately on the rotting fence threw forth his lament aloud to the laurelled silences of the mountain sides and the emptiness of space. Every doggone day's jest identical with all ther balance-save only thet hit's wuss! He sat with his back turned on the only signs of human life within the circle of his vision; unless one called the twisting creek-bed at his front, which served that pocket of the Kentucky Cumberlands as a highway, a human manifestation. There behind him a log-cabin breathed smokily through its mud-daubed chimney; a pioneer habitation in every crude line and characteristic. On the door hung, drying, the odorous pelt of a varmint. Against the wall leaned a rickety spinning wheel. (less)Kessinger Publishing - 9780548009246 | $30 - $50 4 Merchants |
|  | The effect on the reader and her listener both of whom were sitting on the floor was instantaneous. Each started and sat rigidly intent for a moment; then as the sound of approaching footsteps became audible one girl hastily slipped a little volume under the counterpane of the bed while the other sprang to her feet and in a hurried flustered way pretended to be getting something out of a tall wardrobe. (less)Author: Paul Leicester Ford ♦ Binding: Hardcover ♦ ISBN-13: 9780554315966 | $25 - $31 3 Merchants |
|  | If times differ, human nature and national character vary but little; and thus, in looking back on former times, we are by turns startled by what is curiously like, and curiously unlike, our own sayings and doings. The feelings of a retired officer of the nineteenth century expecting the return of his daughters from the first gaiety of the youngest darling, are probably not dissimilar to those of Major Delavie, in the earlier half of the seventeen hundreds, as he sat in the deep bay window of his bed-room; (less)1st World Library - 9781421844299 | $32 - $32 2 Merchants |
|  | The effect on the reader and her listener both of whom were sitting on the floor was instantaneous. Each started and sat rigidly intent for a moment; then as the sound of approaching footsteps became audible one girl hastily slipped a little volume under the counterpane of the bed while the other sprang to her feet and in a hurried flustered way pretended to be getting something out of a tall wardrobe. (less)Biblio Bazaar - 9780554222936 | $31 - $33 2 Merchants |
| | The conversation dropped, and we sat down to dinner; the time passed away, as it always does, when old friends, who respect and like each other, meet, after an absence of some months. After dinner we smoked cigars; and, as the evening advanced, there were none left on the table. B-- rang the bell for his servant to procure others; the servant had gone out and was no where to be found, and for security had locked the bed-room door and taken the key with him. So we drank our claret, and waited for his return. Thinks I to myself --but I said nothing. (less)Biblio Bazaar - 9780554305240 | $31 - $32 2 Merchants |
| | It was a warm, golden-cloudy, lovable afternoon. In the big living-room at Ingleside Susan Baker sat down with a certain grim satisfaction hovering about her like an aura; it was four o''clock and Susan, who had been working incessantly since six that morning, felt that she had fairly earned an hour of repose and gossip. Susan just then was perfectly happy; everything had gone almost uncannily well in the kitchen that day. Dr. Jekyll had not been Mr. Hyde and so had not grated on her nerves; from where he sat she could see the pride of her heart-the bed of peonies of her own planting and culture, blooming as no other peony plot in Glen St. Mary ever did or could bloom, with peonies crimson, peonies silvery pink, peonies white as drifts of winter snow. (less)1st World Library - 9781421889610 | $31 - $32 2 Merchants |
|  | The conversation dropped, and we sat down to dinner; the time passed away, as it always does, when old friends, who respect and like each other, meet, after an absence of some months. After dinner we smoked cigars; and, as the evening advanced, there were none left on the table. B-- rang the bell for his servant to procure others; the servant had gone out and was no where to be found, and for security had locked the bed-room door and taken the key with him. So we drank our claret, and waited for his return. Thinks I to myself --but I said nothing. (less)BiblioLife | $26 - $27 2 Merchants |
|  | The conversation dropped, and we sat down to dinner; the time passed away, as it always does, when old friends, who respect and like each other, meet, after an absence of some months. After dinner we smoked cigars; and, as the evening advanced, there were none left on the table. B-- rang the bell for his servant to procure others; the servant had gone out and was no where to be found, and for security had locked the bed-room door and taken the key with him. So we drank our claret, and waited for his return. Thinks I to myself --but I said nothing. (less)Bibliolife - 9780559570735 | $26 - $26 2 Merchants |
| | Her excellency the Princess Sansevero sat up in bed. Reaching quickly across the great width of mattress she pulled the bell-rope twice then shivering slid back under the warmth of the covers.'' (Excerpt from Chapter 1) Biblio Bazaar - 9780554264806 | $25 - $26 2 Merchants |
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