Ruth Hall: A Domestic Tale of the Present Time

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Mason Brothers, 1855 - Conduct of life - 400 pages
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"Fanny Fern" was the pen name of Sara Willis Parton, who wrote this fictionalized version of her life and career. Fern was primarily a newspaper columnist, and this book chronicles her journey from ... Read full review

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Written in the early nineteenth century, Ruth Hall is a semi-autobiographical novel by Fanny Fern. The pseudonym Fanny Fern was used by Grata Payson Sara Willis, the highest-paid journalist in America ... Read full review

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Page 21 - WELL, I hope Harry will be happy," said Ruth's motherin-law, old Mrs. Hall, as she untied her cap-strings, and seated herself in the newly-furnished parlour, to await the coming of the bride and bridegroom. "I can't say, though, that I see the need of his being married. I always mended his socks. He has sixteen bran new shirts, eight linen and eight cotton. I made them myself out of the Hamilton long-cloth. Hamilton long-cloth is good cotton too ; strong, firm, and wears well. Eight cotton and eight...
Page 32 - Ah ! could we lay bare the secret history of many a wife's heart, what martyrs would be found, over whose uncomplaining lips the grave sets its unbroken seal of silence. But was Harry blind and deaf? Had the bridegroom of a few months grown careless and unobservant ? Was he, to whom every hair of that sunny head was dear, blind to the inward struggles, marked only by fits of feverish...
Page 303 - Would I praise a book because a woman wrote it ? Would I abuse it for the same reason ? Would I say, as one of our most able editors said not long since to his reviewer, 'cut it up root and branch ; what right have these women to set themselves up for authors, and reap literary laurels...
Page 87 - ... by the stream they still lingered. Still, the little hymn was chanted at dawn, the little prayer lisped at dew-fall; still, that gentle breathing mingled with the happy mother's star-lit dreams. A little, bright-eyed creature, crept to Ruth's side, and lifting a long, wavy, golden ringlet from a box on the table near her, laid it beside her own brown curls. " Daisy's in heaven,
Page 288 - had no claim on such a nature as hers ; the sunny South, the land of magnolias and orange blossoms, the land of lovo, should be her chosen home. Would she not smile on him ? She should have a box at the opera, a carriage, and servants in livery, and the whole heart and soul of Victor Le Pont." The next was more interesting. It was an offer to " Floy" from a publishing house, to collect her newspaper articles into a volume.
Page 35 - Joy to thee, Ruth! Another outlet for thy womanly heart; a mirror, in which thy smiles and tears shall be reflected back; a fair page, on which thou, God-commissioned. mayst write what thou wilt; a heart that will throb back to thine, love for love.
Page 327 - You would n't catch me doing it if I was a widder. I hope I 'd have more regard for appearances. I don't understand all this flying in and out, one minute up in her room, the next in the street, forty times a day, and letters by the wholesale. It will take me to inquire into it. It may be all right, hope...
Page 19 - A very fine-looking, presentable fellow," said Hyacinth, as the carriage rolled away with his new brother-in-law. "Really, love is a great beautifier. Ruth looked quite handsome to-night. Lord bless me ! how immensely tiresome it must be to sit opposite the same face three times a day, three hundred and sixty-five days in a year ! I should weary of Venus herself. I'm glad my handsome brother-in-law is in such good circumstances. Duns are a bore. I must keep on the right side of him. Tom, was that...
Page 130 - No; he's a sensuous fop, that tells the whole story ; ought to be picked up with a pair of sugartongs, and laid carefully on a rose-leaf. Ineffable puppy!" " They made a great fuss about his writings,

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