Twice-told Tales, Volume 2

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1879
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User Review  - AliceAnna - LibraryThing

Many of the stories are very heavy-handed in their messaging, but they are an interesting collection of early Americana. Much of the work has a supernatural bent which surprised me. I liked a few of ... Read full review

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User Review  - MrsLee - LibraryThing

I liked this very much. I'm ging to quote a reviewer, William Wadsworth Longfellow, because he captured my ideas and feelings about this book perfectly. "Prose Written by a Poet, In the stream of ... Read full review

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