Books with author Alice B Emerson

Where the Silver Ranch trail branches from the state road leading down into Bullhide, there stretch a rambling series of sheds, or “shacks,” given up to the uses of a general store and provision emporium; beside it is the schoolhouse. This place on the forked trails is called “The Crossing,” and it was the only place nearer than the town of Bullhide where the scattered population of this part of Montana could get any supplies.

Containing the books "Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill" and "Ruth Fielding at Briarwood Hall," this volume begins the trials and tribulations of a young girl, Ruth Fielding, an orphan who goes to live with her miserly uncle, Jabez Potter, and his housekeeper, Aunt Alvirah Boggs, who is "nobody's relative, but everybody's aunt." Uncle Jabez reluctantly provides for Ruth and never expresses any kind of love for her, while Aunt Alvirah loves her like a daughter. Ruth is determined to stand on her own and become independent of her uncle, but she has many obstacles to overcome, not the least of which is the loss of everything she owns except for what she has in her purse and the clothes she is wearing. * * * * "Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill" is the story of Ruth's arrival at Red Mill, and how she manages to save the life of Tom Cameron. After that excitement, she meets her Uncle Jabez, not the easiest man to befriend. How she manages to spread the word of a coming flood, loses all her possessions, befriends the obnoxious cripple Mercy, convinces her uncle to let her attend school, and then offends most of her classmates, all the while keeping her sunny disposition is a wonder to behold. Every triumph seems to come with another tragedy for Ruth, but she never gives up. * * * * In "Ruth Fielding at Briarwood Hall," to Ruth's astonishment, her miserly Uncle Jabez sends her off to a boarding school to accompany her best friend Helen. Once there, the Upedes and Fussy Curls, the only two social clubs at the school, vie for their membership. If she doesn't join the Upedes, she'll make enemies and alienate Helen, but she really doesn't like the leader of the Upedes.Will Ruth join, or will she start a new club? But there are also mysteries at the school: is the fountain in front of the school really haunted? Why is that scary harpist lurking around the school? What is the connection between him and their French teacher? Throw in a late-night candy party, a skating outing that almost ends in tragedy, and a lost letter, and Ruth has her hands full. * * * * "Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill" and "Ruth Fielding at Briarwood Hall" were both published in 1913, and this volume includes the original frontispiece illustrations. * * * * Check our other Children's, Juvenile, and Adult books at www.FlyingChipmunkPublishing.com, or Friend us on Facebook for our latest releases.

Lang: - eng, Pages 230. Reprinted in 2019 with the help of original edition published long back [1919]. This book is Printed in black & white, Hardcover, sewing binding for longer life with Matt laminated multi-Colour Dust Cover, Printed on high quality Paper, re-sized as per Current standards, professionally processed without changing its contents. As these are old books, we processed each page manually and make them readable but in some cases some pages which are blur or missing or black spots. If it is multi volume set, then it is only single volume, if you wish to order a specific or all the volumes you may contact us. We expect that you will understand our compulsion in these books. We found this book important for the readers who want to know more about our old treasure so we brought it back to the shelves. (Any type of Customisation is possible with extra charges). Hope you will like it and give your comments and suggestions.

“Will you do it?” asked the eager, black-eyed girl sitting on the deep window shelf. “If Mr. Hammond says the synopsis of the picture is all right, I’ll go.” “Oh, Ruthie! It would be just—just scrumptious!” “We’ll go, Helen—just as we agreed last week,” said her chum, laughing happily. “It will be great! great!” murmured Helen Cameron, her hands clasped in blissful anticipation. “Right into the ‘wild and woolly.’ Dear me, Ruth Fielding, we do have the nicest times—you and I!”

The single gas jet burning at the end of the corridor was so dim and made so flickering a light that it added more to the shadows of the passage than it provided illumination. It was hard to discover which were realities and which shadows in the long gallery. Not a ray of light appeared at any of the transoms over the dormitory doors; yet that might not mean that there were no lights burning within the duo and quartette rooms in the East Dormitory of Briarwood Hall. There were ways of shrouding the telltale transoms and—without doubt—the members of the advanced junior classes had learned such little tricks of the trade of being a schoolgirl.