Forest and Other Gleanings: The Fugitive Writings of Catharine Parr TraillUniversity of Ottawa Press, 1994 - 250 頁 Forest and other Gleanings reclaims for the contemporary reader a number of stories and sketches written by Catharine Parr Traill after her emigration to Canada in 1832. While most pieces collected here appeared in magazines in Britain, the United States, and Canada, a few have been drawn from archival holdings and make their first appearance here. This collection seeks, as it were, to complete her aspirations and to offer readers interested in Traill and 19th-century Upper Canada a "gleaning" of her better sketches and stories. |
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... give weight both to the complaints of so many of her literary contemporaries and to her own unyielding determination to do what she could with her life and her The second section comments upon some of pen . the qualities and ideas that ...
... give weight both to the complaints of so many of her literary contemporaries and to her own unyielding determination to do what she could with her life and her The second section comments upon some of pen . the qualities and ideas that ...
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... give up a farm in Otonabee Township ( about three miles from Peterborough ) where they had lived for three years and which they had hoped to buy . In 1846 , how- ever , they were rescued for the moment when an old friend , the Reverend ...
... give up a farm in Otonabee Township ( about three miles from Peterborough ) where they had lived for three years and which they had hoped to buy . In 1846 , how- ever , they were rescued for the moment when an old friend , the Reverend ...
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... give both it and my hand to some one that I know will not despise it . " " Sarah , this is downright flirtation . Give me the head and the hand , and I do not care a pin for the heart . It is nothing but a living timepiece that beats ...
... give both it and my hand to some one that I know will not despise it . " " Sarah , this is downright flirtation . Give me the head and the hand , and I do not care a pin for the heart . It is nothing but a living timepiece that beats ...
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... give one of them a sleeping draught to make him be still . " " How shocking ! " exclaimed Sarah , indignant at the philosophical coolness of her lover . " I am delighted at John Bull's cleverness , " said Kate . " I shall make a point ...
... give one of them a sleeping draught to make him be still . " " How shocking ! " exclaimed Sarah , indignant at the philosophical coolness of her lover . " I am delighted at John Bull's cleverness , " said Kate . " I shall make a point ...
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第 229 頁 - Here's flowers for you: Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises, weeping; these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age.
第 220 頁 - Many there are who can recall the time when the very men who inhabit that village knew not the Lord, but wandered in the darkness of heathenism, whose hand was against every man, and every man's hand against them, but who now worship their God in spirit and in truth.
第 84 頁 - ... take part in the best household labour, who would sit on the side of her bed while a servant drew the silk stocking and satin slippers on her tiny white feet, and dressed her from head to foot— who despised the least fare that could be set before her by any of her neighbors — who must despatch a messenger almost daily to the distant town for fresh meat and biscuits — and new white bread, was now compelled to clothe herself and her babe, to eat the coarsest fare, black tea unsweetened and...
第 165 頁 - I have thought, and thinking sighed — How like to thee, thou restless tide ! May be the lot, the life of him, Who roams along thy water's brim ! Through what alternate shades of...
第 89 頁 - I thought it wisest not to show distrust, and addressed the uncouth-looking personage before me with a cheerful air, laughing at his having caught me napping. Yet I remember the time, when I was a youthful romance reader, I should have fancied myself into a heroine, and my old Irishman into a brigand; but in my intercourse with the lower class of Irish emigrants, I have learnt that there is little cause for fear in reality.
第 76 頁 - Scarcely had we begun to ascend the opposite hill, when a faint cheer was heard ; immediately the woods re-echoed the response of our whole line, and we rushed onward, heedless of every impediment, until we reached a large clearing, amidst which stood an empty frame of a house, and approaching it, there was Mr. Reid, with his child in his arms. I will not attempt to describe his joy: we all crowded round to get one glimpse, and then returned to our homes, elated with our success. After being in the...
第 84 頁 - I had been wont to consider decidedly selfish, now showed a generous and heroic devotion towards the man whose thoughtlessness had reduced her to that state of poverty and privation that seemed to make her regardless of poverty. What personal sacrifices did she not make, what fatigues undergo? I have met her coming from a small field where oats had been sown, with a sheaf on her back, which she had cut with her own fair hands to feed an old ox— the only remnant of stock that escaped the creditors,...
第 88 頁 - I preferred sitting on my rude seat before the now blazing fire, to sharing the girl's couch, and as to a refreshment of fried pork and potatoes which my hostess offered to get ready for me, I had no appetite for it, and was glad when my host of the shanty and his partner retired to bed, and left me to my own cogitations and mute companionship of Nelson.
第 42 頁 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.