This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 Excerpt: ... in the festivities, he was thoughtful and troubled. He glanced about uneasily, and asked, in a fretful, hurried way, " where's Celie?" "There," Mrs. Perrine answered, pointing to a merry group at the foot of a great oak, engaged in some queer little game with blades of grass and acorn cups. Celie was leaning against ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 Excerpt: ... in the festivities, he was thoughtful and troubled. He glanced about uneasily, and asked, in a fretful, hurried way, " where's Celie?" "There," Mrs. Perrine answered, pointing to a merry group at the foot of a great oak, engaged in some queer little game with blades of grass and acorn cups. Celie was leaning against Winona, and laughing gleefully at something that had happened an Indian lad. Just on the edge of the group was Gray Wolf; not joining in the game, but reclining on the grass, and gazing intently at Celie. Mr. Perrine frowned heavily and a fierce word or two escaped him. "What is it, ray friend?" asked his wife. "Nothing, dear; nothing, I hope. I'll explain tomorrow--not now. All fancy, 1 hope." So the feast was spread on the long tables, such a feast as these wilds had never seen before. All the stores of silver, crystal and china, much that had not seen the light since leaving Paris--were carried out to make a grand show. Then such cookery, too! Such huge turkeys and such tender prairie chickens, all the exact shade of rich brown to throw an epicure into spasms of delight. The young pigs, too, and the pastry that Pauline was so proud of. The fruit puddings and the game pies, made of flour brought so many miles through the forest, Pauline declared it had the scent of leaves and buds. When the company had gathered about the tables Mr. Perrine asked Samoset if he would invoke a blessing from Manitou on their food. The old man arose from his seat. The assembled people lowered their heads. Their chief looked toward their background of field and forest, then out over the lake, then turned his face toward the sky, and, with hands outspread, in a few solemn words he expressed the dependence of all the earth on t...
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Acceptable. First edition copy. Collectible-Acceptable. Reading copy only. Published by Carlon & Hollenbeck. Owner's name on endpage. Front hinge broken. Loose pages. (fiction, indiana, novel)
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8vo, pp. 222, Bound in brown cloth printed in gilt and stamped in blind, all edges red. Hinges little tender, a very good copy. The author first book. Wright III, 403. Bates was born in 1844 and lived in Indianapolis. Her first novel, "Manitou" (1881), was written at the urgent request of her son. It embodies a legend connected with the beautiful little lake of that name in northern Indiana, in the vicinity of which Mrs. Bates lived for several years before her marriage.