The Gold of Chickaree


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The Gold of Chickaree


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The Gold of Chickaree


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The Gold of Chickaree, by Anna Bartlett Warner. Anna Bartlett Warner was american writer (1827-1915).




The Gold of Chickaree


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The Gold of Chickaree


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'Papa, ' said Primrose, very thoughtfully, 'do you think Hazel will marry Duke?' Dr. Maryland and his daughter were driving homeward after some business which had taken them to the village. 'She will if she knows what is good for her, ' the doctor answered decidedly. 'But she has been away from Chickaree now nearly a year.' 'I don't know what her guardian is thinking of, ' Dr. Maryland said, somewhat discontentedly. 'Duke is her guardian too, ' remarked Primrose. 'You land a fish sometimes best with a long line, my dear.' 'People say she has been very gay at Newport.' 'I am sorry to hear it.' 'Do you think, papa, she would ever settle down and be quiet and give all such gayety up?' 'The answer to that lies in what I do not know, my dear.' 'Papa, ' Primrose went on, after the pause of a minute, 'don't you think the will was rather hard upon Hazel?' 'No, ' said the doctor, decidedly. 'What can a girl want more?' 'But if she does not like Duke?' 'She is not obliged to marry




A Tourist's New England


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Stories and novel excerpts highlight the attractions and perils of vacationing in 19th-century New England.







The Madman and the Pirate


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A beautiful island lying like a gem on the breast of the great Pacific-a coral reef surrounding, and a calm lagoon within, on the glass-like surface of which rests a most piratical-looking schooner. Such is the scene to which we invite our reader's attention for a little while. At the time of which we write it was an eminently peaceful scene. So still was the atmosphere, so unruffled the water, that the island and the piratical-looking schooner seemed to float in the centre of a duplex world, where every cloudlet in the blue above had its exact counterpart in the blue below. No sounds were heard save the dull roar of the breaker that fell, at long regular intervals, on the seaward side of the reef, and no motion was visible except the back-fin of a shark as it cut a line occasionally on the sea, or the stately sweep of an albatross, as it passed above the schooner's masts and cast a look of solemn inquiry upon her deck.




Ulric Zwingle


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