| Notes of Travel and Life Contributor(s): Mendell, Sarah (Author), Hosmer, Charlotte (Author) |
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ISBN: 1429003103 ISBN-13: 9781429003100 Publisher: Applewood Books OUR PRICE: $44.96 Product Type: Hardcover - Other Formats Published: January 2007 Annotation: Co-written with Charlotte Hosmer. Two book peddlers compose their notes. "I went to the home of a young lady who was once a schoolmate of mine, and was ushered into the parlor, where I found mother and daughter. The mother languidly requested me to be seated; the daughter raised her half-closed and dreamy eyes, and gave me a look of recognition without moving from the velvet sofa on which she was reclining. I addressed the mother, making known the object of my call. She weariedly turned over my books, and passed some of them to her daughter, saying: "Daughter, dear, would you like to subscribe for any?" The daughter, half-rising, and selecting a popular work, subscribed for it, ordering a copy richly gilt and bound, when the mother added: "Daughter, have you consulted your purse, with regard to your jewelry, and perhaps a party dress for the coming month?" Ah, me! Am I dreaming, or is this the mortal greatness that we are all striving for!" |
| Additional Information |
| BISAC Categories: - Travel | Essays & Travelogues - Travel | United States - General - History | United States - 19th Century |
| Dewey: 917.3 |
| Series: Travel in America |
| Physical Information: 296 pages |
| Themes: - Chronological Period - 1800-1850 - Chronological Period - 19th Century |
| Descriptions, Reviews, Etc. |
| Publisher Description: "Co-written with Charlotte Hosmer. Two book peddlers compose their notes. ' I went to the home of a young lady who was once a schoolmate of mine, and was ushered into the parlor, where I found mother and daughter. The mother languidly requested me to be seated; the daughter raised her half-closed and dreamy eyes, and gave me a look of recognition without moving from the velvet sofa on which she was reclining. I addressed the mother, making known the object of my call. She weariedly turned over my books, and passed some of them to her daughter, saying: ""Daughter, dear, would you like to subscribe for any?"" The daughter, half-rising, and selecting a popular work, subscribed for it, ordering a copy richly gilt and bound, when the mother added: ""Daughter, have you consulted your purse, with regard to your jewelry, and perhaps a party dress for the coming month?"" Ah, me Am I dreaming, or is this the mortal greatness that we are all striving for ' " |
