Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
One of the fairest paintings of Nature was at that point among the mountains of the Canadian province of Cariboo where the Campbell River takes the Boardman to its bosom and swings south on its pilgrimage to the Pacific. Like all of Nature\'s more dramatic compositions, by reason of its very effectiveness, it was predestined to be smud...
Cate： Classical Novels Author：novel
I almost danced with delight at the information, vague as it appeared, for during the last three months news of my uncle\'s progress in search of the mysterious treasure that was to restore the fortunes of the family had been disappointingly scarce; and, now that there were indications of a flowing tide in our affairs, it was hard to r...
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
EVERY man knows there are evils in the world which need setting right. Every man has pretty definite ideas as to what these evils are. But to most men one in par-tic-u-lar stands out vividly. To some, in fact, this stands out with such startling vividness that they lose sight of other evils, or look upon them as the natural consequence...
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
In this work I have endeavoured to portray a phase of life in a far-away land, a land concerning which we have only too little knowledge at the present time, though it is one of our Empire\'s greatest colonies. I am aware that to make a book composed largely of real happenings—especially when one writes for the youth of the nation—is a...
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
The kettle sat on the hob, and Mona sat on the floor, both as idle as idle could be.
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
I desire to express grateful thanks to my researchers, Mr. James Nicholson of Kirkcudbright, who examined on my behalf all the local records bearing upon the period and upon the persons treated of in this book; and to the Reverend John Anderson of the Edinburgh University Library, who brought to light from among the Earlstoun Papers an...
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
I trust I need not offer this audience, gathered in the noble hall of this historic Inn—of \"old Purpulei, Britain\'s ornament\"—any apology for challenging its attention in this and two succeeding addresses to the genesis, formulation, and the fundamental political philosophy of the Constitution of the United States. The occasion gi...
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
The voice of the clergyman intoned the last sad hope of humanity, the final prayer was said, and the mourners turned away, leaving Mrs. Turold to take her rest in a bleak Cornish churchyard among strangers, far from the place of her birth and kindred.
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
The man tried his best to sell me the house. He was confident that I would like it. Repeatedly he called my attention to the view.
Cate： Short Stories Author：novel
“How I wish gran’pa was here!” exclaimed little Susan Fielding, one day to her mother, who was busying herself about household affairs, and could not devote as much of her time to her children, Susan and Robert, as usual. Robert was about nine years old, and thought himself too much of a little man to complain of any fancied neglect on...
