This collection of literature attempts to compile many of the classic, timeless works that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, affordable price, in an attractive volume so that everyone can enjoy them.
This collection of literature attempts to compile many of the classic, timeless works that have stood the test of time and offer them at a reduced, af...
I send this book out to the world with many misgivings, feeling that it is not what I would like it to be-not what I could have made it with more time. I have found it especially difficult to procure facts and incidents of the early life of the Queen-just that period which I felt was of most interest to my younger readers. So much was I delayed that for the actual arrangement and culling of my material, and the writing of the volume, I have had less than three months, and during that time many interruptions in my work-the most discouraging caused by a serious trouble of the eyes.
I send this book out to the world with many misgivings, feeling that it is not what I would like it to be-not what I could have made it with more time...
After all, I think I had more real delight in the noble public parks and gardens of London than in palaces and cathedrals They were all wonders and novelties to me-for, to our misfortune and discredit, -we have nothing of the kind in our country. To see the poor little public squares in our towns and cities, where a few stunted trees seem huddled together, as though scared by the great red-faced houses that crowd so close upon them, one would think that we were sadly stinted and straitened for land, instead of being loosely scattered over a vast continent, many times larger than all Great...
After all, I think I had more real delight in the noble public parks and gardens of London than in palaces and cathedrals They were all wonders and no...
"O Tommy, what a funny little woman come and see " cried Harry Wilde, as he stood at the window of his father's house, in a pleasant English town. Tommy ran to the window and looked out, and laughed louder than his brother. It was indeed a funny sight to see. In the midst of a pelting rain, through mud and running water, there waddled along the queerest, quaintest little roly-poly figure you can imagine. It was a dwarf woman, who, though no taller than a child of seven or eight years, wore an enormous bonnet, and carried an overgrown umbrella.
"O Tommy, what a funny little woman come and see " cried Harry Wilde, as he stood at the window of his father's house, in a pleasant English town. To...
