Books with author George Sandford

Excerpt from Fanchon the CricketDame Sagette, who received them in her apron as they came into the world, did not omit to make a little cross with her needle upon the arm of the first born; for, said she, a ribbon, or a necklace may easily 'get changed, and then the right of primo geniture will be lost to the eldest; and as soon as the child is strong enough, she added, you must make a mark which can never be efi'aoed. A piece of advice which was not forgotton.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.

Let's Talk About Camels is designed to introduce children, aged 7 - 11, to the character, habitat and lifestyle of the camel. The core text is written in verse to make it easier to remember and fun to read. There are internal links to someof the more unusual vocabulary with additional information, which is also there to help parents and teachers explain the terms to children.After the Extra Information section there is a set of multiple choice questions to provide a fun but challenging way of helping young learners to absorb and retain the newly acquired material.For young children interested in learning all about animals 'Let's Talk About Camels' provides a perfect and pleasurable way to do it.

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WILL the reader be kind enough to enter with us at once into the subject of this story, as he does when, in the theatre, the curtain rises upon a situation which the actors proceed to explain.In the same way, we beg him to go with us straightway into the heart of the locality which is the scene of this narrative; — yet there is this difference, that in the theatre the curtain seldom rises upon an empty stage; while in the present instance, the narrator and the reader are to be for a few moments alone together.The place into which we are thus conveyed, is sufficiently strange and not particularly agreeable. It is a four-sided room, at first sight apparently a regular square, but one of its angles is really more acute than the others, as we observe the moment we notice the dark-colored wooden ceiling whose projecting beams cross each other in a distinctly irregular manner in the north-east comer.This irregularity is made still more obvious by a wooden staircase with a balustrade somewhat elaborately worked, and of a massive character, seemingly of the end of the sixteenth century or the beginning of the seventeenth. This staircase goes up six steps, pauses at a small landing-place, turns a right angle, and after six steps more ends abruptly in the wall. The arrangements of the building have been changed; and it would have been natural to remove the staircase at the same time, for it only encumbers the room. Why was Vhis not done? This, dear reader, is the question we putto each other. But, notwithstanding this proof of respect or indifference, the apartment which we are examining has retained all its ancient comforts. An immense circular stove, in which no fire has been lighted for a long time, serves as a pedestal for a very handsome clock of the style of Boule, whose glasses, tarnished and almost iridescent with moisture, throw out metallic reflections into the gloom. A handsome copper chandelier of the Dutch fashion hangs from the ceiling, covered with a coat of verdigris so thick, that it looks like a piece of malachite work. Twelve wax candles, whole (with one exception), though yellow with age, are still standing in the wide metallic sockets, whose size has the advantage of not allowing a drop of wax to fall, and the disadvantage of casting a deep shadow on the floor, while the light is all reflected up to the ceiling. ...

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1863 edition. Excerpt: ...have often done them good, and never evil. But, suppose I were inclined to care for my personal appearance, where should I find the means for ornaments and finery? Though I have not a halfpenny in the world, I am no beggar; and as for my grandmother, she hardly gives me food and lodging. Is it my fault, if I do not know how to make the most of the poor things left me by my mother, since no one has taught me, and since, from the age of ten, I have been abandoned, unloved, and uncared for? I know well the nature of the reproaches lavished upon me, and which you have been charitable enough to spare me. People say that, being sixteen years old, I could hire myself out, and so earn the means for my own maintenance, adding that it is my love of an idle and vagabond life which keeps me with my grandmother, who bears me no love, and who could well afford to keep a servant if she would." " And is not this true, Fanchon?" asked Landry " You are accused of disliking work, and your grand mother herself says to all who will listen to her complaints, that she should gam by taking a servant in your place." " My grandmother says so because she loves to grumble and complain, and yet when I speak of quit; ting her, she detains me, well knowing that I am of more use to her than she cares to admit She-has no longer the eyes and legs of fifteen with which to seek herbs for her drinks and powders, and some of them are to. be found only in far-off and difficult places. Besides, as I have always told you, I myself find properties in herbs with which she is unacquaint-,ed, and sometimes, to her great surprise, produce a drug, whose beneficial effects she cannot deny. As for our live stock, they are all so handsome and healthy that people are surprised to find...

Originally published in 1901, this early translation of the French writer, George Sand, is both expensive and hard to find in its first edition. Set in the region of Berry, France, Sand depicts a way of pre-industrial rural life that was soon to change. Charting the fortune of Germain, a 28 year old widower, Sand provides the reader with a glimpse into the traditions of rural France in a style not dissimilar to that of Thomas Hardy. Sand’s novella is a fascinating novel of the period and still an interesting read for any social historian today. A lively text and a well-developed plot make this a thoroughly enjoyable read. Many of the earliest books, particularly those dating back to the 1900s and before, are now extremely scarce and increasingly expensive. We are republishing these classic works in affordable, high quality, modern editions, using the original text and artwork.