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Library of the best American literature: Containing the lives of our authors in story form, their portraits, their homes, and their personal traits, how they worked and what they wrote; choice selections from eminent writers, embracing great American poets and novelists, foremost women in American letters, distinguished critics and essayists, our national humorists, noted journalists and magazine contributors, popular writers for young people, great orators and public lecturers
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“The Lonely Parish” was written in twenty-four days. The author had
promised a novel at a certain date and the imperious publisher held
him to his promise. He had studied with a clergyman in the little
English village of Hatfield Regis, and to make his story he simply
lifted that little village bodily out of his memory and put it into
his novel, even to the extent of certain real names and localities.
His other chief works are: “Witch of Prague” (1892), “Greifenstein,”
“Paul Patoff” (1887), “The Three Fates,” “Katherine Lauterdale,” “The
Ralstones,” and “Pietro Ghisleri.”
* * * * *
HORACE BELLINGHAM.¹
(FROM “DR. CLAUDIUS.”)
¹ Copyright, MacMillan & Co.
AY, but he was a sight to do good to the souls of the hungry and
thirsty, and of the poor and in misery!...
There are some people who turn gray, but who do not grow hoary, whose
faces are furrowed but not wrinkled, whose hearts are sore wounded in
many places, but are not dead. There is a youth that bids defiance to
age, and there is a kindness which laughs at the world’s rough usage.
These are they who have returned good for evil, not having learned it
as a lesson of righteousness, but because they have no evil in them
to return upon others. Whom the gods love die young because they never
grow old. The poet, who, at the verge of death, said this, said it of
and to this very man.
* * * * *
IN THE HIMALAYAS.¹
(FROM “MR. ISAACS.”)
¹ Copyright, MacMillan & Co.
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