The God of Civilization: A RomancePittock, M. A., Mrs.
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The God of Civilization: A Romance
Pittock, M. A., Mrs.
Dime novels; Love stories; Oceania -- Description and travel -- Fiction
I. 1, No. 1. _MID-OCEAN LIBRARY._ Nov., 1890.
Issued Monthly. By Subscription, $3.00 per Year.
[Illustration: THE GOD OF CIVILIZATION A ROMANCE MRS. M. A. PITTOCK]
Chicago: EUREKA PUBLISHING CO., 310 Inter Ocean Building.
WAS HE A LEPER?
_A novel bearing the above title, written by the author of “The God of
Civilization,” is now in press._
_The story, the scene of which is laid in Honolulu, deals with the dread
scourge leprosy._
EUREKA PUBLISHING COMPANY,
_PUBLISHERS_.
310 Inter Ocean Building,
CHICAGO.
THE
God of Civilization.
A ROMANCE
—BY—
MRS. M. A. PITTOCK,
AUTHOR OF “WAS HE A LEPER?” IN PRESS.
_Copyright 1890. All rights reserved._
CHICAGO:
EUREKA PUBLISHING COMPANY.
TO
FRANCES M. BLUMAUER,
The valued friend who pointed out to me a pleasant path wherein my feet
might tread; and to whose loving advice I shall owe whatever of success
I may hereafter achieve.
THE AUTHOR.
_Chicago, Oct., 1890._
THE GOD OF CIVILIZATION.
CHAPTER I.
“Oh! I have grown so tired of this continual round of parties, calls,
and theatre going; I do wish something would happen to break the
monotony of my life.”
The foregoing remark was made by Mabel Miller, who spoke in a very
discontented manner.
“Why, Mabel, how can you talk of monotony? There is not a girl in our
acquaintance who has more delightful changes of amusement than yourself.
What with your winters, a succession of gaieties, your summers at Santa
Cruz or Monterey, I don’t see how you can be so discontented.” It was
Mabel’s cousin, Lucy Maynard, who spoke.
“Oh, I know that is what you always say, but it does not alter the fact
that I am sick of it all.”
“Well, well, what’s the trouble? What is this, that my little girl is so
sick of?” Mabel turned hastily as these words of her father’s caught her
ear.
“Why, papa, I didn’t know you were here or I might not have said what I
did; I ought to be contented, I know, after all you do for me.”
“Come, come; this won’t do, little girl. If you are unhappy why
shouldn’t your old father know all about it?”
“I am not unhappy, papa, only I am so tired of everything. I was just
saying I did wish something out of the ordinary way might happen.”
“How would a trip to Australia do for novelty, Mabel?”
“Oh, papa, do you mean it? I would like it above all things. I have
always wanted to go there.”
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