Books with author Garland. Hamlin. 1860-1940.

• Two of Pulitzer-prize winning American writer Hamlin Garland’s book are in this Kindle eBook: A Son of the Middle Border (1917) and A Daughter of the Middle Border (1921)A Son of the Middle BorderThe coming-of-age story of a Prairie farm boy. This is Hamlin Garland’s autobiography, starting on the farm and following him to Boston. This is a moving tale of homesteading and a tribute to rural America. A Daughter of the Middle BorderHamlin Garland’s Pulitzer Prize winning book, A Daughter of the Middle Border is the sequel to his autobiography. Garland is now wiser as he heads to Chicago. Along the way he meets artists, writers and has a relationship with his future wife.About The Author American novelist Hannibal Hamlin Garland (1860 –1940) was best known for his books involving hard-working Midwestern farmers. He grew up in Wisconsin and and eventually settled in Boston. Main-Travelled Roads, a short story collection based on farm life, was his celebrated breakthrough book.

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A SON OF THE MIDDLE BORDER January twenty-second. Dear Mrs. LeCron: In the spring of 1898, after finishing my LIFE OF ULYSSES S. GRANT, I began to plan to go into the Klondike over the Telegraph Trail. One day in showing the maps of my route to William Dean Howells, I said, "I shall go in here and come out there," a trail of nearly twelve hundred miles through an almost unknown country. As I uttered this I suddenly realized that I was starting on a path holding many perils and that I might not come back. With this in mind, I began to dictate the story of my career up to that time. It was put in the third person but it was my story and the story of my people, the Garlands and the McClintocks. This manuscript, crude and hasty as it was, became the basis of A SON OF THE MIDDLE BORDER. It was the beginning of a four-volume autobiography which it has taken me fifteen years to write. As a typical mid-west settler I felt that the history of my family would be, in a sense, the chronicle of the era of settlement lying between 1840 and 1914. I designedly kept it intimate and personal, the joys and sorrows of a group of migrating families. Of the four books, Volume One, THE TRAIL MAKERS, is based upon my memory of the talk around a pioneer fireside. The other three volumes are as true as my own memory can make them. Hamlin Garland

Excerpt from A Son of the Middle BorderWe did not overtake the soldier, that is evident, for my next vision is that of a blue - coated figure leaning upon the fence, studying with intent gaze our empty cottage. I cannot, even now, precisely divine why he stood thus, sadly contemplating his silent home, - but so it was. His knapsack lay at his feet, his musket was propped against a post on whose top a cat was dream ing, unmindful Of the warrior and his folded hands.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.

An excerpt:Lee Virginia Wetherford began her return journey into the mountain West with exultation. From the moment she opened her car-window that August morning in Nebraska the plain called to her, sustained her illusions. It was all quite as big, as tawny, as she remembered it--fit arena for the epic deeds in which her father had been a leader bold and free.Her memories of Roaring Fork and its people were childish and romantic. She recalled, vividly, the stagecoach which used to amble sedately, not to say wheezily, from the railway to the Fork and from the Fork back to the railway, in the days when she had ridden away in it a tearful, despairing, long-limbed girl, and fully expected to find it waiting for her at Sulphur City, with old Tom Quentan still as its driver.The years of absence had been years of growth, and though she had changed from child to woman in these suns and moons, she could not think of the Fork as anything other than the romantic town she had left--a list wherein spurred and steel-girt cow-men strode lamely over uneven sidewalks, or swooped, like the red nomads of the desert, in mad troops through the starlit night.