Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - Near the end of my fourteenth year I was apprenticed to Valentine, King & Co., cotton importers, Liverpool, as a "pair of legs." My father had died suddenly, leaving me and his property in the possession of my stepmother and my guardian. It was in deference to their urgent advice that I left my home in London (with little reluctance, since my life there had never been happy) to study the art of money-making. On arriving at the...
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Rome had passed the summits and stood looking into the dark valley of fourteen hundred years. Behind her the graves of Caesar and Sallust and Cicero and Catullus and Vergil and Horace; before her centuries of madness and treading down; round about her a m
Rome had passed the summits and stood looking into the dark valley of fourteen hundred years. Behind her the graves of Caesar and Sallust and Cicero a...
Rome had passed the summits and stood looking into the dark valley of fourteen hundred years. Behind her the graves of Caesar and Sallust and Cicero and Catullus and Vergil and Horace; before her centuries of madness and treading down; round about her a m
Rome had passed the summits and stood looking into the dark valley of fourteen hundred years. Behind her the graves of Caesar and Sallust and Cicero a...
Yonder up in the hills are men and women, white-haired, who love to tell of that time when the woods came to the door-step and Gods cattle fed on the growing corn. Where, long ago, they sowed their youth and strength, they see their sons reaping, but now, bent with age, they have ceased to gather save in the far fields of memory. Every day they go down the long, well-trodden path and come back with hearts full. They are as children plucking the meadows of June. Sit with them awhile, and they will gather for you the unfading flowers of joy and love-good sir! the world is full of them. And...
Yonder up in the hills are men and women, white-haired, who love to tell of that time when the woods came to the door-step and Gods cattle fed on the ...
Never has there been a more beloved biography of Abraham Lincoln than this bestseller, first published in 1919. Bacheller's biography of Lincoln is his most beloved and well-remembered work. Long out of print, this new edition is finally available once again.
Never has there been a more beloved biography of Abraham Lincoln than this bestseller, first published in 1919. Bacheller's biography of Lincoln is hi...
Altogether too much that is obscurative rather than illuminating has been written about Abraham Lincoln. That pre-eminent figure of our national history-the most distinctively American Character the country has produced-has been so covered over with speeches and essays, and books and writings and utterances of every kind, that he has come to be almost like a Russian Icon where the representation of Jesus is subordinated and almost extinguished by the layers of ornamentation. Mr. Bacheller has rendered a notable service in depicting, popularly, what may be called the most American phase of...
Altogether too much that is obscurative rather than illuminating has been written about Abraham Lincoln. That pre-eminent figure of our national histo...