Che-Le-Co-The, Glimpses of Yesterday; A Souvenir of the Hundredth Anniversary of the Founding of Chillicothe, Ohio, April 1896
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|Other Information: ||Illustrations, black and white|
|Published In: ||12 September 2013|
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1895 edition. Excerpt: ... A MEMORY. "The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom-- And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb." WHEN the pathos of Holmes's Last Leaf first sank into my heart, its quaint description touched a hidden spring, the golden gates of memory swung back, and allowed a vision of the "real time," when things are always just what they seem. The time when realities are all wonders, and wonders are all reali- ties; when Cinderellas and Princes are every-day sort of people, and glass slip- pers, pumpkin coaches, and fairy god- mothers might be met with at any time., NKW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY -'â ASTON, LENOX AND L: -i'"DEN FOUNDATIONS Through these open portals, a long vista of sunshiny street is disclosed (in Memory's land it is always sunshine) and a square, substantial house with a high board fence enclosing an orchard, where blossoming trees wafted sweet odors, or showered shell-like petals on the passer-by. The board yard next becomes visible, with its high piles of planks, and the little low house at the end, with one or two chairs hospitably placed at the door, and rarely unoccupied. The tavern beyond, with its sign on a high pole, and a tiny cupola on top, wherein dwelt the brisk little bell, which three times a day rang out its call, "ding-a-dong," with a marked emphasis on the "dong." This was the scene, --but memory scarce shows a picture which was merely a landscape, and, still peeping through the doorway, I behold an elderly gentleman, of stiff and stately mien, his immobile face most granite and sphinx-like, striding along, looking neither to the right nor to the left, taking no apparent pleasure in the stroll, but since he had elected to walk, walking solemnly and...
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