Virginia

Virginia

BOOK FIRSTTHE DREAM CHAPTER I. The System CHAPTER II. Her Inheritance CHAPTER III. First Love CHAPTER IV. The Treadwells CHAPTER V. Oliver, the Romantic CHAPTER VI. A Treadwell in Revolt CHAPTER VII. The Artist in Philistia CHAPTER VIII. White Magic CHAPTER IX. The Great Man Moves CHAPTER X. Oliver Surrenders BOOK SECONDTHE REALITY CHAPTER I. Virginia Prepares for the Future CHAPTER II. Virginia's Letters CHAPTER III. The Return CHAPTER IV. Her Children CHAPTER V. Failure CHAPTER VI. The Shadow CHAPTER VII. The Will to Live CHAPTER VIII. The Pang of Motherhood CHAPTER IX. The Problem of the South BOOK THIRDTHE ADJUSTMENT CHAPTER I. The Changing Order CHAPTER II. The Price of Comfort CHAPTER III. Middle-age CHAPTER IV. Life's Cruelties CHAPTER V. Bitterness CHAPTER VI. The Future BY THE SAME AUTHOR Toward the close of a May afternoon in the year 1884, Miss Priscilla Batte, having learned by heart the lesson in physical geography she would teach her senior class on the morrow, stood feeding her canary on the little square porch of the Dinwiddie Academy for Young Ladies. The day had been hot, and the fitful wind, which had risen in the direction of the river, was just beginning to blow in soft gusts under the old mulberry trees in the street, and to scatter the loosened petals of syringa blossoms in a flowery snow over the grass. For a moment Miss Priscilla turned her flushed face to the scented air, while her eyes rested lovingly on the narrow walk, edged with pointed bricks and bordered by cowslips and wallflowers, which led through the short garden to the three stone steps and the tall iron gate. She was a shapeless yet majestic woman of some fifty years, with a large mottled face in which a steadfast expression of gentle obstinacy appeared to underly the more evanescent ripples of thought or of emotion. Her severe black silk gown, to which she had just changed from her morning dress of alpaca, was softened under her full double chin by a knot of lace and a cameo brooch bearing the helmeted profile of Pallas Athene. On her head she wore a three-cornered cap trimmed with a ruching of organdie, and beneath it her thin gray hair still showed a gleam of faded yellow in the sunlight. She had never been handsome, but her prodigious size had endowed her with an impressiveness which had passed in her youth, and among an indulgent people, for beauty. Only in the last few years had her fleshiness, due to rich food which she could not resist and to lack of exercise for which she had an instinctive aversion, begun seriously to inconvenience her. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

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Ebook Number: 26316
Author: Glasgow, Ellen Anderson Gholson
Release Date: Aug 14, 2008
Format: eBook
Language: English