Books with author Pam H. Porter

Shortlisted for the Sheila A. Egoff Children's Literature Prize In a small prairie town like Argue, Saskatchewan, everyone knows everybody else's business. Everyone knows that the Lonely family has been barely hanging on - the father, George, reduced to drink and despair since the loss of his farm and the death of his wife, Margaret. That the four Loney children do not get along with George's second wife, the pious, bitter Effie. Then George dies in a drunken stupor - locked out, it seems, by Effie to freeze to death on his own doorstep. Effie takes off with a traveling Bible salesman, and it looks as though the children are done for. Who's to save them when everyone is coping with their own problems - the lingering depression and the loss of the town's young men to the Second World War. Yet somehow the children find a way, under the watchful eye of their ghostly parents and through the small kindnesses of a few neighbors, but mostly by dint of their own determination and ingenuity. This is an extremely powerful novel about children at risk because of adult hypocrisy, indifference, self - interest and outright immorality, all cloaked in a self - righteous exterior. In the end they redeem their own lives by drawing good people to them and by rising to the occasion themselves. And when they at last are able to leave Argue, they do so together, as a family looking ahead to a future of promise and hope.

Excerpt from Thaddeus of Warsaw, Vol. 1 of 2The contemplation of such a model, inspired me with emulation, while I remarked, With concern, that these good novels themselves had given place on the family reading-table, to light and often dangerous tales, from the French school, of false sentiment, and headlong passion. Observing also the mistakes which my young contemporaries make in their estimates of character and of life; how much they require that the difference between certain splendid vices, and the brilliant order of virtues, should be distinctly marked, with perhaps a too daring hand I here venture to sketch the sacred line.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 Thaddeus of WarsawO! Doftor, cried lhe, as the ~man afcended the flairs, I have the bell young gentleman that ever the fun (home on', dy~ ing in that room He would not let me fend for you; and now he is raving like a mad creature.Mr. Vincent entered the Count's humble apartment, and undrew the curtains of the bed. Thaddeus, exhaufled by his delirium, had funk back, almolt fenfelefs on the pill low. Mrs. Roblon, at this light, fuppofing him dead, uttered a fhriek that was in a moment echoed by the cries of the little William, who flood near his grandmother.Hufh, my good woman, laid the doétor, in a low voice, the gentleman is not dead; leave the room till' you have re covered yourfelf, and I will engage that you {hall fee him alive when you return.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 Thaddeus of WarsawO! Doftor, cried lhe, as the ~man afcended the flairs, I have the bell young gentleman that ever the fun (home on', dy~ ing in that room He would not let me fend for you; and now he is raving like a mad creature.Mr. Vincent entered the Count's humble apartment, and undrew the curtains of the bed. Thaddeus, exhaufled by his delirium, had funk back, almolt fenfelefs on the pill low. Mrs. Roblon, at this light, fuppofing him dead, uttered a fhriek that was in a moment echoed by the cries of the little William, who flood near his grandmother.Hufh, my good woman, laid the doétor, in a low voice, the gentleman is not dead; leave the room till' you have re covered yourfelf, and I will engage that you {hall fee him alive when you return.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 Thaddeus of Warsaw, Vol. 1 of 2The contemplation of such a model, inspired me with emulation, while I remarked, With concern, that these good novels themselves had given place on the family reading-table, to light and often dangerous tales, from the French school, of false sentiment, and headlong passion. Observing also the mistakes which my young contemporaries make in their estimates of character and of life; how much they require that the difference between certain splendid vices, and the brilliant order of virtues, should be distinctly marked, with perhaps a too daring hand I here venture to sketch the sacred line.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.