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A Napa Christchild And Benicia Letters

Auhtor: Charles Gunnison

Language: english
Published: 1896

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Review by Bob Tobias, September 2007


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Excerpts from the Book 'A Napa Christchild And Benicia Letters':

... Evening Star. The colour slowly fades till all is dead and ashy, and the silver star drops down below the purpled hills, leaving for a moment a soft, ...
... was to be seen with the tall adobe chimney built up the outside the smoke blew, beaten here and there, about the roof till it finally disappeared, ...
... in their place he daily left a bunch of his sweetest onions or some rare vegetable, which were always taken away. The rain began to fall, after Crescimir, ...
... the first spoonful of his bread and milk when the door opened and by the aid of the firelight, for the draught extinguished the candle, he saw a ...
... caused his little hand to keep time with the hemlock branch as he joined in the songs with his curious notes. Thou art a little elf. exclaimed Crescimir ...
... onward. [Illustration: Scroll]. [Illustration: Scroll]. III. The waters fell almost as rapidly as they had risen, and by sunrise on Christmas ...
... opened his eyes, and then looking about astonished at his surroundings, asked, Where is the Christchild. Surely I have saved him.. The little one ...
... mother of Jovita now came to the door and inviting them into the living room, the events of the past night were related and all that was known of the ...
... broke into hysterical sobs. Though the Christchild had denied that these were the bodies of his parents, both Jovita, her mother and Crescimir felt ...
... their abundant produce to a market, the marshes were red with short-growing sorrel, and the dark green of the tules along the edges fringed the silver ...
... to them to be the half supernatural creature he had at first appeared. Jovita's mother had at last discovered, she was sure, that the mysterious frock ...
... the good, little woman, who is at last at rest. GRNEN MARKT. WRZBURG, 20th October, 18-. DEAR JOS:. How dull life here is, I cannot bear to ...
... views of the green Maine valley, which however is now taking on its first autumnal tints. Today I come from the stone quarry, which lies on the road ...
... white face, finely marked eyebrows and the drooping lids, which when raised, disclose large, brilliant, yet languid, blue eyes,-I cannot give the ...
... Stations of the Cross are arranged in little shrines on the many terraces which adorn the castle side of the hill it is a pretty thought, ...
... I thought that I must die. It was dark, the next I knew, the room was strange to me A Crucifix hung on the wall, before which a single, dim oil lamp ...
... Church where he may find you.. I made confession and received absolution, and he, making the Sign of the Cross, went from the room. Presently ...
... who and where-well, no human knows Ye though my loved ones know what to answer, My pale face ye follow wherever it goes. My home's in the forest, my ...
... I am writing off this scrap of a letter for you my dear friend. How I long to see you, and oh, why can I not have you here. Would to God that I had not ...
... tree The three older children agreed to this and with Mr. Maynard and Uncle Steve they went out for a brisk walk.Carolyn Wells : Marjorie VacationCarolyn ...