The Blazed Trail
set in and about logging men.
Reader review: A very interesting, well written book that keeps your interest throughout the book. It is very wholesome, shows a good knowledge of the subject(in this case it is logging and getting the logs to the mill, as well as the business side of logging to a degree).
by the same author: The Riverman
This is a great story! A rugged adventure from a time when men had to work for a living. I’m not a Western reader or a Lumberjack fan but this book was hard for me to put down. I may be a little biased. My father told me that the bulk of this novel was written on the family farm in Michigan. Either way it stands on its own as a great tale of the logging industry as it takes place from the river to the mill. Vivid imagery and superb character development tap the imagination and definitely draw you into the story.
And this one: The Forest
“The Forest” contains a collection of related short stories about Mr. White’s camping experiences in — I believe — South Eastern Canada, probably just north of Michigan. Mr. White’s style is often humorous, often educational, sometimes exciting, and always entertaining. His vocabulary and syntax are of the early 1900’s. Anyone who has ever been camping will find familiar at least some of the situations to which Mr. White alludes. Those unfortunate enough not to have enjoyed the camping experience will find themselves at least planning for such an adventure.
I read “The Forest” several times in college and became so enamored with Mr. White’s writing that I began collecting his books. The collection now numbers over thrity.
On the Trail of Grant and Lee
reader review:Very readable historical overview of the intersection of these two military leaders at a watershed period in U.S.history. Gives a side-by-side narrative ending with the events at Appomattox Courthouse.
Oldfield A Kentucky Tale of the Last Century
the 1903 The World Almanac and Encyclopedia section on books calls it The Kentucky Cranford and says it deserves special commendation.
The old white curtain was slightly too short. Its quaint border of little cotton snowballs swung clear of the window ledge, letting in the sunbeams. The flood of light streaming far across the faded carpet reached the high bed, and awakened Miss Judy earlier than usual on that bright March morning, in the Pennyroyal Region of Kentucky, a half century ago.
Miss Judy was always awake early, and usually arose while her sister lay still fast asleep on the other side of the big bed. She had learned, however, to creep so softly from beneath the covers, and to climb so quietly down the bed’s steep incline, that Miss Sophia was hardly ever in the least disturbed. Moreover, Miss Judy always kept a split-bottomed chair standing near her pillow at night. This served not only as a stand for the candlestick and matches,—so that the candle need not be blown out before Miss Sophia was comfortably cuddled down and Miss Judy was in bed,—but it also furnished a dignified and comparatively easy means of ascending the bed’s heights. On descending, Miss Judy had but to step decorously from the mound of feathers to the chair and to drop delicately from the chair to the floor.
To have seen Miss Judy doing this must have been a sight well worth seeing. She was so very pretty, so small, so slight, so exquisite altogether. Old as she was, she had still the movements of a bird. Her sweet old face was as fair as any girl’s, and as ready with its delicate blushes. Her soft hair, white as falling snowflakes and as curly as a child’s, was burnished by a silver gloss lovelier than the sheen of youth. And her beautiful eyes were still the blue of the flax flowers.
The King in Yellow
Reader Reviews: This is pre-Lovecraft weird fiction and I loved every second of it. Chambers was far ahead of his time when he came up with these plots.
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5.0 out of 5 stars Weird, Wonderful, and Classic., December 17, 2014
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If you’re into Lovecraftian fiction… all that crazy and weirdness… get this. It’s classic.
The Primrose Ring
by Ruth Sawyer, one of my favorite authors. She also wrote Roller Skates (not free, and not on Kindle), and the charming picture book Journey Cake, Ho!
illustrated by Robert McCloskey.
She also wrote Seven Miles to Arden, which Ladies Home Journal, during WWI, called a ‘sparkling romance.’
by Mark Lee Luther
I read about this author in a WWI woman’s magazine. All I can tell you about this one is that it’s centered on politics, and I think that sounds interesting because I’d be curious to see how much it forshadows the political shenanigans of today.
The Fortunes of Oliver Horn
A best seller in 1902, ‘artist life in New York forty years ago with glimpses of the Old South’ (which probably means not a little bigoted).
The Mississippi Bubble How the Star of Good Fortune Rose and Set and Rose Again, by a Woman’s Grace, for One John Law of Lauriston
The 1902 description I found says John Law was the Pierpont Morgan of his time. I’m guessing he’s the Henry ‘Hank’ Paulson of our day.
The Conqueror Being the True and Romantic Story of Alexander Hamilton
A fictionalized biography by Gertrude Franklin Horn Atherton
a more straightforward biography by Charles Conant is also free; Alexander Hamilton
While is more straightforward biography, it’s also written before the penchant for proving all the founding fathers had not only feet of clay, but legs, hips, and trunk of clay as well.
The Spenders A Tale of the Third Generation
1902 (tracing the history of the newly rich through three generations)
Tramping with Tramps Studies and Sketches of Vagabond Life
by Josiah Flynt
Reader Review at Amazon; While not the most exciting read, it is compelling. An unscientific study based on personal experience as to what lead people to choose or be forced to living on the road at the turn of the century. Also a good insight into a working person’s daily life during this time period and the author’s thoughts on the criminal mindset.
by the same author:
Notes of an Itinerant Policeman
Ruth Arnold or, the Country Cousin
I don’t know a thing about it, but the title looked like it could be interesting, or complete drivel.
Gutenberg has it, and here’s the opening:
School was over, and the holidays were beginning once more, summer holidays, with all their promise of pleasure for dwellers in the country. The scent of sweet new hay was borne on the afternoon breeze, and the broad sunlight lay on fields of waving corn which would soon be ready for the sickle, and on green meadows from which the hay was being carried.
Ruth Arnold slowly wended her way home-wards along the hot dusty road, turned down a shady green lane, opened a little gate and walked up the garden path; and then, instead of running indoors as usual, she sat down in the little rose-covered porch and looked rather thoughtfully at the book in her hand.
It was a new book, a prize which had been awarded her that afternoon; but she felt very little pride in it, for she had known all through the half-year that the prize would be hers unless she was very idle or lazy. Nor did she anticipate much pleasure in reading it, for it was only a new English grammar, and grammar was not a study in which she felt particularly interested at that moment.
It was not often that Ruth sat down to think, for she was a merry lively girl; but this afternoon she felt rather discontented with her lot. The truth was that she had been at Miss Green’s school, the only one in the village, ever since she was six years old; and now she had turned fourteen, and began to feel some contempt for the elementary catechisms which had been her only lesson-books, and which were certainly not calculated to make learning attractive or interesting. The mode of instruction at Miss Green’s was the old-fashioned one of saying lessons by rote from the said catechisms, and when the pupils had reached the end of the book they had to begin again at the first chapter.
“I’m sure I don’t know what I’ve learnt this half-year,” said Ruth to herself. “I can’t remember learning a single thing which I didn’t know six months ago; and yet mother says that I must not leave school until I am fifteen. I wonder what books they use in large boarding-schools, and if they ever get beyond Mangnall’s Questions in the first class. I suppose I shouldn’t trouble about it if it were not for father’s teaching us in the winter evenings; but he knows so much, that we see how ignorant we are.”
Reader Review: Peter Ibbetson is one of the strangest, yet most remarkable books I have ever read. I read it because I had seen the old black and white film version, which I have to admit is more interesting than the book in terms of plot since it takes a few liberties with the text to move the story along. However, the book is definitely worth reading.
The book begins by describing Peter’s early life in France in the 1840s, the glorious world of his childhood. The first half of the book reads like a regional history or travel tract about the town where he lived, and all the activities of his childhood, especially his friendship with Mary, a friendship which becomes remarkable later. Due to family tragedies, Peter and Mary’s friendship comes to an end when they both have to leave their little town. When they meet years later, Peter is an architect and Mary has become the Duchess of Towers. This change in their status does not affect the friendship. As soon as they recognize each other, they embark on a long friendship in their minds.
The glamour of the novel is this friendship and how they create it. Peter ends up in prison for killing his uncle, who has acted the villain toward him. Mary, because of her position, must travel about a great deal, yet she and Peter are always together in their dreams. It is difficult to explain the situation if the reader does not read the book, but in their dreams, they are able to meet and recreate their past childhood world in France, revisiting their old haunts and even to see themselves as children. Part of this amazing power they possess may be the result of sharing mutual great-great-grandparents as they discover. More specifically, they are pioneers in the life of the mind
The Thirteenth Chair A Play in Three Acts
A play, as it says.
Bayard Veiller (1869 – 1943) was an American screenwriter, producer and film director. He wrote thirty plays before taking his place in the world’s hall of fame. He “did police” for a New York daily where he learned how to portray human nature just as it is. He was married to the English actress Margaret Wycherly from 1901 to 1922; their son, Anthony Veiller, was also a screenwriter.
Reader Review: An excellent play with a good twisty end. I saw the movie first and had to get to script to see what was different. There are some differences in location and the order of presentation. This is probably due to being a movie instead of a recording of the play. This book has the stage directions and dives in to the story so fast that if you did not know the essence ahead of time you could get lost. So you may need to read it a couple of times. There is good stage direction to keep you in the know where everyone is and their relationship to the thirteenth chair.
Thirteen people gather in a locked dark room for a séance. Only twelve will emerge alive. Everyone and no one could have done it. The dastardly instrument is missing.
The kindle version is missing the physical diagrams.
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