Written as a sequel to her groundbreaking memoir <Roughing it in the Bush</, Susanna Moodie's <Life in the Clearings Versus the Bush</ candidly explores the communities that developed along Lake Ontario in the 1850s. Based on her experiences of living in Belleville, Ontario, Moodie utilizes her sharp wit and observant eye to create a vivid imagining of society life in mid-nineteenth century Canada.</ Moving from Belleville to Niagara Falls, <Life in the Clearings</ illustrated for Moodie's native British reader the sophistication of life in the clearings, which was in direct opposition to the harsh experiences detailed in her previous narratives about living in the Canadian backwoods.</ HarperPerennialClassics brings great works of literature to life in digital format, upholding the highest standards in ebook production and celebrating reading in all its forms. Look for more titles in the HarperPerennial Classics collection to build your digital library.</





L'égyptologie

Maspero, G. (Gaston)



The appendix, 131 p. at end, contains: no. I-XVI. Translations from the Arabic, of various letters and documents, brought from Bornou and Soudan by Major Denham and Captain Clapperton. By A. Salame.--no. XVII-XX. Bornu, Bengharmi, Mandara, and Timbuctoo vocabularies.--XXI. Zoology. [By John George Children and Nicholas Aylward Vigors.]--XXII. Botanical appendix. By Robert Brown.--XXIII. Letter to Major Denham, on the rock specimens ... by Charles Konig.--XXV. Thermometrical journal kept at Kouka in Bornou.

The Unspeakable Perk

Adams, Samuel Hopkins

The unspeakable perk strode down his path, broke into a trot, and held to it until he reached his house. But Miss Polly, departing in her own direction, stopped dead after ten minutes' going. It had struck her forcefully that she had forgotten the matter of the expense of the message. How could she reach him? She remembered the cliff above the rock, and the signal. If a signal was valid in one direction, it ought to work equally well in the other. She had her automatic with her. Retracing her steps, she ascended the cliff, a rugged climb. Across the deep-fringed chasm she could plainly see the porch of the quinta with the little clearing at the side, dim in the clouded light. Drawing the revolver, she fired three shots.


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