Books with author Mrs. Wood

Excerpt from Pebbles Gathered by the Wayside: A Monthly Visitor, Devoted to Temperance, Truth and VirtueIt brings memories of warm cheerful fires and well spread boards, not so much of stylish, as of substantial fare. Visions of bright happy faces looming, up, and again the old home is peopled with the loved ones who have left it forever some have crossed to the other shore, the rest are scattered far and wide, perhaps never to be united in this world.My experience has been a varied one, and in thinking over my past life this morning, I recall an incident that may be interesting to you as it is a Thanksgiving Story.Oh! Please do tell it Aunty, said my two nieces who always prefered hearing a true story to reading a novel.Some fifteen years ago on Thanksgiving day morning, a Woman clad in scanty raiment rang the bell of a handsome dwelling on Wabash Avenue, in the city of Chicago.The door was opened by an Irish girl, who asked her business.The poor Woman, with tears in her eyes, begged to be allowed to see the Lady of the house.But Bridget (for that was the girls name,) told her that she had been forbidden to admit either peddlers or beggars into her Ladies' presence.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.

Excerpt from The Argosy, Vol. 29: January to June, 1880By the bedside sat his favourite nephew and heir, whose christian name was also Gilbert. He was a young man of three or four and twenty with a face which, allowing for the difference in their years, was, both in character and features, singularly like that of his uncle. Gilbert the younger was not, and never had been, a handsome man; but his face was instinct with power, it expressed strength Of will, and a sort Of high, resolute defiance Of fortune in whatever guise she might present herself. This young man carried a riding-whip in his hand; on a table near, lay a pair of buckskin gloves. He wore Hessian boots with tassels, and a bottle-green riding coat much braided and befrogged. His vest was of striped nankin, and he carried two watches with a huge bunch of seals pendant from each of them.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.