My home was a quaint, three-storeyed, ivy-clad farmhouse in a Midland county. It lay in ahollow, nestled close up against Rothland Wood, the dark, close-growing trees of whichformed a picturesque background to the worn greystone whereof it was fashioned.In front, just across the road, was the boundary-wall of Ravenor Park, with its black firspinneys, huge masses of lichen-covered rock, clear fish-ponds, and breezy hills, from thesummits of which were visible the sombre grey towers of Ravenor Castle, standing out withgrim, ...
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My home was a quaint, three-storeyed, ivy-clad farmhouse in a Midland county. It lay in ahollow, nestled close up against Rothland Wood, the dark, close-growing trees of whichformed a picturesque background to the worn greystone whereof it was fashioned.In front, just across the road, was the boundary-wall of Ravenor Park, with its black firspinneys, huge masses of lichen-covered rock, clear fish-ponds, and breezy hills, from thesummits of which were visible the sombre grey towers of Ravenor Castle, standing out withgrim, rugged boldness against the sky.Forbidden ground though it was, there was not a yard of the park up to the inner boundaryfence which I did not know; not a spinney where I had not searched for birds' nests orraided in quest of the first primrose; not a hill on which I had not spent some part of asummer afternoon.I was a trespasser, of course; but I was the son of Farmer Morton, an old tenant on theestate, and much in favour with the keepers, by reason of a famous brew which he was everready to offer a thirsty man, or to drink himself. So "Morton's young 'un" was unmolested;and, save for an occasional good-humoured warning from Crooks, the head-gamekeeper, during breeding-time, I had the run of the place.Moreover, the great estates of which Ravenor Park was the centre knew at that time noother master than a lawyer of non-sporting proclivities, so the preserves were only lookedafter as a matter of form
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Good. First edition. Gilt-stamped blue cloth. Frontispiece by F. Vaux Wilson. Hinge cracked, pen mark on contents page, pages age-toned with light stain on top fine edge, spine cocked, edgewear, good only lacking the scarce dustwrapper. Short stories.
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Very good. 1933 RARE ECONOMY BOOK LEAGUE-COVER IS EITHER LEATHER OR FAUX LEATHER WITH EDGE WEAR-BINDING SOLID-NO LOOSE PGS-PGS CLEAN BRIGHT-HAS THAT OLD BOOK SMELL-NOT X LIBRARY-BKCSBTMLFT. 289 p.
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Good. No Jacket. 8vo. First edition. Hardcover. Published Boston: Little Brown, 1916. Frontis + 314pp. + 4pp. ads. Frontis by F. Vaux Wilson. Gilt lettered dark blue cloth. Some background staining to covers, several tiny nicks to the cloth along the edges, wear at the heal, mild age yellowing to pages, but clean. Good.
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1916 Oppenheim, E Phillips MR MARX'S SECRET Boston: Little, Brown and Company, 1916 Published January 1916 314pp, ads Frontis illustration F Vaux Wilson 8vo Blue cloth with gold titles minor foxing on epages, outer edges of textblock, covers bright and clean, corners sharp, gilt lettering bright Near fine hardcover.