Books with author Alice C. Thompson

Excerpt from The Return of Letty: A Comedy in One ActScene. - A farmhouse sitting-room. At c. in flat is a door. Another l. i e. l. in flat is a window opening out. At r. a cupboard with cups, saucers and plates. At r. c. a table covered with a cloth, on it a vase and a few books and a work-basket. Near the table a rocking-chair. At l. a large armchair, another rocker, a smaller chair and a child's little wooden rocker. A rag mat on floor.(The curtain rises to discover Mrs. Ruggs seated r. c. She is a motherly-looking woman, wearing spectacles and old-fashioned country dress and apron. As she rocks she knits on a purple sock. She rises, goes to window and looks out; returns to chair, shaking her head with a sigh. Enter c., Ruth Carey. She carries in her hand a sunbonnet with a single string.)Ruth (in great excitement). Aunt Mary, Aunt Mary, is it true that Cousin Letty will be home to-day?Mrs. Ruggs (turning slowly). Ruth! Bless the child! Why, you re all het up and out o'breath.Ruth. I've been running. May I sit in Cousin Letty's chair?Mrs. Ruggs. Come here. (Ruth goes to her.) Just look at your apron. Ain't you ashamed of yourself, a great girl like you?Ruth. Oh, I did that climbing over the fence. I wish they wouldn't put "bobbed" wire on the posts. It's mean of them.Mrs. Ruggs. You're too old to climb fences.Ruth (mischievously). But you know Cousin Letty climbed fences till she was a big girl, till she was grown up.Mrs. Ruggs. So she did! She was a regla' tomboy; just like you!About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Wild horses and wild outlaws. Horse-thieves and “bobbies and bushies”. What youngster does not love them?Though he adheres to his fidelity of detail in depicting the lives and habits of the brumbies -- the wild horses of outback Australia -- the author really gets going after Blackie the Brumby is captured and tamed. He is stolen by bushrangers, takes part in their notorious doings, gives a helping hand (or hoof) to the police and, with a hilarious boy character named “Jonah”, takes a leading part in the final overthrow of the gang.

Excerpt from The Red Parasol: A Comedy for GirlsScenes Mrs. Carter's sitting room. A simply furnished room. Table, L. C. Large arm chair, R. C. Several smaller chairs. Entrances C. and down R. and L.At rise of curtain Belinda, a middle-aged woman, wearing misses' cap and apron, busy dusting. A ring, C. She opens door.Enter Edith Carter, carrying a suit case and wearing tailor-made suit and hat.Edith. Good afternoon, Belinda.Belinda. Oh, Miss Edith, have you come?Edith (smiling). It looks like it, doesn't it? There was no one to meet me, so I took a car and came right up. Am I expected?Belinda. Oh, sure. Miss, you're expected. Your aunt left a message for you. She had to go to the city in a great hurry yesterday noon - to go to the dentist. She said she was awful sorry she couldn't be here to meet you; but you're to make yourself at home.Edith (taking off her hat). Of course I will. How is baby?Belinda. He's fine but cross about cutting his teeth. He just hates this teeth business.Edith. I don't blame him. I would hate it, too. At least I'm sure I did. The idea of such necessary things as teeth coming in like that and hurting so much in the process! I'll go and see him.Belinda. I think he's sleeping just now. Oh, Miss, did you know your cousin. Miss Dolly Trevor, is visitin' us?Edith. Dolly! No, is she? When did she come?Belinda. Day before yesterday.Edith. Where is she? I must see her. (Goes up L.)About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work was reproduced from the original artifact, and remains as true to the original work as possible. Therefore, you will see the original copyright references, library stamps (as most of these works have been housed in our most important libraries around the world), and other notations in the work.This work is in the public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work.As a reproduction of a historical artifact, this work may contain missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.

You will find this book a strange thing; it is 90% diary entries with a few pieces I wrote at other times. These were handwritten every day....My aim in publishing this is to share this account of my thoughts with professionals, those struggling themselves and loved ones of those who are struggling. I don’t believe my experience is unique in any way, but the fact I’ve documented it so continuously may be slightly unique. I hope that it is a useful insight to all of you.

This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work was reproduced from the original artifact, and remains as true to the original work as possible. Therefore, you will see the original copyright references, library stamps (as most of these works have been housed in our most important libraries around the world), and other notations in the work.This work is in the public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work.As a reproduction of a historical artifact, this work may contain missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.

Dasyure, the tiger cat, was a handsome youngster: brown body and tail spotted over in white, he lived quietly with his mother and sister in a secluded hollow log.This is the story of the young tiger cat's coming-of-age: of his first groping steps towards manhood after his mother's death, and how he learned to fend for himself in an unkind, uncaring world. Like many human beings, Dasyure was a shy fellow. In his habits he resembled a burglar, coming out to work only when night closed over the bush.However, unlike the burglar, he was both brave and bold; would take on a creature whom he had no chance of beating, so pugnacious was his nature. In the story, Dasyure is both hero and villain, but as the author says: “You must have a kindly feeling towards him as a fellow-Australian. Tiger Cats, Native Cats and the rest of the Dasyuridae family do a great deal of useful work in keeping down vermin, from mice to rabbits.“And, like every good Australian, Dasyure is entitled to a ‘fair go’—as is every one of the very wonderful and useful native animals in this great land of ours.”

This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work was reproduced from the original artifact, and remains as true to the original work as possible. Therefore, you will see the original copyright references, library stamps (as most of these works have been housed in our most important libraries around the world), and other notations in the work.This work is in the public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work.As a reproduction of a historical artifact, this work may contain missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.

The story of a Red Kangaroo and his adventures on the great plains of the west. A book full of thrills for the children, and one of great educational value.Those who remember “King of the Ranges” will find this story of a Red kangaroo just as good as its famous predecessor. It is full of wholesome adventure and includes much about our native animals that Australian children ought to know.Like Joey, the Range King, Arunga the Red Emperor, is no ordinary kangaroo. In comradeship with a grey friend, he has some startling and amusing adventures.