Excerpt from Catalogue of the Books in the Department of English Prose Fiction, Which Belong to the Public Library of Cincinnati Worth. With Wife's victory 89: 2042 Annie Jennings. L. Gore. 3 v -17 Annie Mason; or, the temple of shells. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Classified bibliography of special collections of documentation and subject emphases as reported by various library services and museums in the USA and Canada.
Excerpt from Distaff: A Novel Misfortune! How dare you call it misfortune! Misfortune is a sacred thin-g. God sends it. It's Jesus' rthorns! But your misfortune deserves the gallows. I will let you have a rope, here it is, go and hang yourself, you knave. But, dear aunt, I acknowledge my fault, and I promise you never to touch cards again; but this time you must help me. I don't care much about myself, but about the land. My heart bleeds when I think that I may lose my estate of Zapole. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Excerpt from Scrope, or the Lost Library: A Novel of New York and Hartford Half-A-Dollar, halfadollarfadollafadollafadollafadollathat sbid now, give more'f ye want it! Half-a-dollar five-eighths three-quarters - Three-quarters I'm bid: will you say a dollar for this standard work octarvo best edition harf morocker extry? Three-quarters Im bid, three-quarters will ye give any More? Three-quarters, threequarttheequarttheequawttbeequawttheequawt one dollar shall I Have?" Thus vociferated, at a quarter past five o'clock in the afternoon of Tues day, January 9th, A.D. 186 -, with the professional accelerando and with a final smart rising inflection, that experienced and successful auctioneer Mr. Rowland Ball, a broad-shouldered powerful looking man of middle height, with a large head, full eyes, a bluff look, spectacles and plenty of stiff short irongray hair. A tall personage, old, gaunt and dry, but apparently strong, with dusty black clothes and a "stove-pipe" hat, pulled down over his eyes, in the front row of seats, a little to one side of Mr. Ball's desk, answered in a grave dry deliberate voice, "Seven-eighths. But it's damaged." "No tain't either" sharply answered the auctioneer, "what do ye mean, Chase?" "Catalogue says so. It says the titlepage is greasy." Every man at once examined the catalogue he held in his hand, and a laugh arose as one and another detect ed the mistake that old Chase was jesting about. The printer's proof-reader - as sometimes happens even to proof readers - had been half learned, and out of the halfness of his learning had substituted "lubricated" which he knew, for "rubricated," which he did not, and the catalogue bore that the book had a lubricated titlepage. Everybody laughed except Chase, whose saturnine features did not change. "Gentlemen," said Mr. Ball, "pay no attention to Chase's jokes, but go on with the sale. Seven-eighths I am bid. Seven-eighths, sevnatesnatesnatesnatesnate say a dollar, somebody!" implored he in his strong harsh voice. Then he paused a moment and looking around upon his hearers with an earnest expression, he slowly lifted his right hand as if about to make oath before any duly qualified justice of the peace or notary public: "Going. Will nobody give me one dollar for that valuable and interesting work, octarvo best edition harf morocker extry, cheap at five dollars?" - A pause - "Gone! Chase at seven-eighths." As he said "Gone," down came his hand with a slap. The hand is in these days often used for the traditional hammer, as a decent dress-coat is instead of the judge's ermine. The following words were his announcement to his book-keeper of the customer's name and the price; and then Mr. Ball, turning again to the audience, observed with a grin and a queer chuckle - "And a good time mister Chaser'll have a gittin his money back!" A young man in a back seat whispered to his neighbor, "He said Chase. Isn't that Gowans?" About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
