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Author: John Denney Publisher: ISBN: 9781436363563 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 140
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Chapter One The sky was a bright blue, and there was not a cloud to be seen anywhere. A soft warm southerly breeze was blowing. I paused in my labors to look around. The hills were sprinkled with the bloom of Rhododendrons, pinks, and purple with a scattering of white. There were the deeper pinks mountain Laurel; mixed with an abundance of wild flowers of every variety. It was a fine day! A soft warm southerly breeze brought the aroma of fresh baked bread, blend¬ed with the cherry and hickory from the fire where Paw was clearing stumps for a corn field for next year, and the unmistakable pleasing smell of honeysuckle. I could see a thin trace of smoke from the fire where he was burning brush and logs on top of the stumps. I William Lee Staulworth was a man by some folk's standards, for I was big for my age. I was used to good hard work and it had filled me out all over. I stood five feet and ten inches tall in my bare feet, and weighted around one hundred and sixty pounds. With brown sandy colored hair that hung to my shoulders, and slate blue-green eyes. Paw always said, "I would be a big man and stand well over six feet tall". He said, "six feet and over ran strong in our family". I will be sixteen next spring, on the fifth day of April, 1734. I had been mowing hay with a mowing scythe in the north bottom since just after sun rise this morning. Paw and his older brother Obadiah had cleared this bottom two years ago. Now there was a good stand of grass growing on it, and it would take all the hay we could put up, to winter feed two milk cows and Paw's team of horses. We had moved into this little valley up in the blue hills of Virginia two years ago, after Paw's father had died. We buried him down by the mouth of what some folks called Cherry creek, under a huge oak tree. That's where we had buried Paw's Mother a few years earlier. She died from the Small Pox epidemic in the spring of 1731, which ran rampart from New Orleans to Boston. Some folks had called it, "The American Plague"! Paw carved their names in that old tree; it took him half a day For him do it, but it was a good job of carving letters. Paw could read his letters and so could Maw. They would read to us after supper and all the chores were done, they would read from the family Bible and sometimes from one of the other three books Paw kept in the old chest. They must have had some kind of learning? Where or when they did not say nor did I ask. Paw spoke little about the history of our family, of who we were, but he did say, "We were an old and proud family used to hard work, and we were honest people". Paw had told us, "those who carried our name were often hunted down and killed, for we had a common enemy"! He wouldn't talk much more than that about whom our enemy might be, or why. Paw had to sell his fathers place to pay off debts, after his father had died, and there was very little left. That's when we moved into this little valley nestled in among these blue hills of Virginia. His older brother Obadiah, just up and took off one day last fall, saying he was going to look to the setting sun. No one has heard anything about him since. Paw had trailed him for a week before he finally lost his trail. Paw said, "He had fol¬lowed his trail over the mountains to a big river flowing south-westerly, where he lost his trail". I had often looked towards those western mountains and wondered what lay on the other side, and beyond. When we were lucky enough to have visitors, Maw would insist they stay for supper. After which we would all sit around and listen as they told stories of far off land's and of the going on down in the tide-water country back east. That's what folks called it. Sometimes someone would mention the name Claiborne's, and I could see Paw stiffen up a bit, and then glance towards Maw. She would stop and give Paw a strange look, but they never mentioned it, that I recall, but it was a thing to remember! Our life was good
Author: John Denney Publisher: ISBN: 9781436363563 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 140
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Chapter One The sky was a bright blue, and there was not a cloud to be seen anywhere. A soft warm southerly breeze was blowing. I paused in my labors to look around. The hills were sprinkled with the bloom of Rhododendrons, pinks, and purple with a scattering of white. There were the deeper pinks mountain Laurel; mixed with an abundance of wild flowers of every variety. It was a fine day! A soft warm southerly breeze brought the aroma of fresh baked bread, blend¬ed with the cherry and hickory from the fire where Paw was clearing stumps for a corn field for next year, and the unmistakable pleasing smell of honeysuckle. I could see a thin trace of smoke from the fire where he was burning brush and logs on top of the stumps. I William Lee Staulworth was a man by some folk's standards, for I was big for my age. I was used to good hard work and it had filled me out all over. I stood five feet and ten inches tall in my bare feet, and weighted around one hundred and sixty pounds. With brown sandy colored hair that hung to my shoulders, and slate blue-green eyes. Paw always said, "I would be a big man and stand well over six feet tall". He said, "six feet and over ran strong in our family". I will be sixteen next spring, on the fifth day of April, 1734. I had been mowing hay with a mowing scythe in the north bottom since just after sun rise this morning. Paw and his older brother Obadiah had cleared this bottom two years ago. Now there was a good stand of grass growing on it, and it would take all the hay we could put up, to winter feed two milk cows and Paw's team of horses. We had moved into this little valley up in the blue hills of Virginia two years ago, after Paw's father had died. We buried him down by the mouth of what some folks called Cherry creek, under a huge oak tree. That's where we had buried Paw's Mother a few years earlier. She died from the Small Pox epidemic in the spring of 1731, which ran rampart from New Orleans to Boston. Some folks had called it, "The American Plague"! Paw carved their names in that old tree; it took him half a day For him do it, but it was a good job of carving letters. Paw could read his letters and so could Maw. They would read to us after supper and all the chores were done, they would read from the family Bible and sometimes from one of the other three books Paw kept in the old chest. They must have had some kind of learning? Where or when they did not say nor did I ask. Paw spoke little about the history of our family, of who we were, but he did say, "We were an old and proud family used to hard work, and we were honest people". Paw had told us, "those who carried our name were often hunted down and killed, for we had a common enemy"! He wouldn't talk much more than that about whom our enemy might be, or why. Paw had to sell his fathers place to pay off debts, after his father had died, and there was very little left. That's when we moved into this little valley nestled in among these blue hills of Virginia. His older brother Obadiah, just up and took off one day last fall, saying he was going to look to the setting sun. No one has heard anything about him since. Paw had trailed him for a week before he finally lost his trail. Paw said, "He had fol¬lowed his trail over the mountains to a big river flowing south-westerly, where he lost his trail". I had often looked towards those western mountains and wondered what lay on the other side, and beyond. When we were lucky enough to have visitors, Maw would insist they stay for supper. After which we would all sit around and listen as they told stories of far off land's and of the going on down in the tide-water country back east. That's what folks called it. Sometimes someone would mention the name Claiborne's, and I could see Paw stiffen up a bit, and then glance towards Maw. She would stop and give Paw a strange look, but they never mentioned it, that I recall, but it was a thing to remember! Our life was good
Author: Darcie Chan Publisher: Ballantine Books ISBN: 0615523773 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 416
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The sensational New York Times bestseller The Mill River Recluse reminds us that friendship, family, and love can come from the most unexpected places. Perfect for fans of Maeve Binchy. From the outside, Mill River looks like any sleepy little Vermont town where everyone knows everyone and people never need to lock their doors. There are newcomers for whom this appeals, from police officer Kyle Hansen and his daughter Rowen, who are starting over after heartache, to Claudia Simon, the schoolteacher who is determined to reinvent herself. But on closer inspection, there are those in Mill River—including a stealthy arsonist, a covetous nurse, and a pilfering priest—who have things they wish to hide. None more than the widow Mary McAllister, who for the past sixty years has secluded herself in her marble mansion overlooking the town. Most of the residents have never even seen the peculiar woman. Only the priest, Father O’Brien, knows the deep secrets that keep Mary isolated—and that, once revealed, will forever change the community. Praise for The Mill River Recluse “[Darcie] Chan’s sweet novel displays her talent. . . . A comforting book about the random acts of kindness that hold communities together.”—Kirkus Reviews “A heartwarming story.”—Examiner “A real page-turner.”—IndieReader
Author: M. B. Shaw Publisher: Minotaur Books ISBN: 1250189314 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 400
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"Murder at the Mill by M. B. Shaw is a great sweeping adventure. Ideal for holiday reading." —M. C. Beaton, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author "A rich, mystery debut" —Kirkus Starred Review A picture hides a thousand lies... And only Iris Grey can uncover the truth. Iris Grey rents a quaint cottage in a picture-perfect Hampshire village, looking to escape from her crumbling marriage. She is drawn to the neighboring Wetherby family, and is commissioned to paint a portrait of Dominic Wetherby, a celebrated crime writer. At the Wetherby's Christmas Eve party, the mulled wine is in full flow - but so are tensions and rivalries among the guests. On Christmas Day, the youngest member of the Wetherby family, Lorcan, finds a body in the water. A tragic accident? Or a deadly crime? With the snow falling, Iris enters a world of village gossip, romantic intrigue, buried secrets, and murder.
Author: Linda C. Raeder Publisher: University of Missouri Press ISBN: 0826263275 Category : Philosophy Languages : en Pages : 418
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"John Stuart Mill and the Religion of Humanity introduces material that requires significant reevaluation of John Stuart Mill's contribution to the development of the liberal tradition." "John Stuart Mill and the Religion of Humanity examines the religious thought and aspirations of the philosopher and shows that, contrary to the conventional view of Mill as the prototypical secular liberal, religious preoccupations dominated his thought and structured his endeavors throughout his life. For a proper appreciation of Mill's thought and legacy, the depth of his animus toward traditional transcendent religion must be recognized, along with the seriousness of his intent to found a nontheological religion to serve as its replacement." --Book Jacket.
Author: Wendy Donner Publisher: John Wiley & Sons ISBN: 1444305751 Category : Philosophy Languages : en Pages : 224
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John Stuart Mill investigates the central elements of the 19th century philosopher’s most profound and influential works, from On Liberty to Utilitarianism and The Subjection of Women. Through close analysis of his primary works, it reveals the very heart of the thinker’s ideas, and examines them in the context of utilitarianism, liberalism and the British empiricism prevalent in Mill’s day. • Presents an analysis of the full range of Mill’s primary writings, getting to the core of the philosopher’s ideas. • Examines the central elements of Mill’s writings in easily accessible prose • Places Mill’s work and thought within the larger cultural and social context of 19th century Britain • Illustrates the continued relevance of Mill’s philosophy to today’s reader
Author: Ram Dass Publisher: Harper Collins ISBN: 0062235923 Category : Self-Help Languages : en Pages : 131
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From the bestselling author of Be Here Now. “A challenging and enlightening collection of speeches and lectures by Ram Dass on his spiritual journey.” —Spirituality & Practice From Ram Dass, one of America’s most beloved spiritual figures and bestselling author of Be Here Now and Be Love Now, comes this timeless classic about the experience of being and the risks and rewards of our spiritual path. Originally published in 1976, Grist for the Mill offers a deep spiritual journey of self-discovery, and a universal understanding of what it means to “be” and to grow as human beings. The book is fully revised with a new introduction. As Ram Dass puts it, “When the faith is strong enough it is sufficient just to be. It’s a journey towards simplicity, towards quietness, towards a kind of joy that is not in time. It’s a journey that has taken us from primary identification with our body and our psyche, on to an identification with God, and ultimately beyond identification.” Praise for Ram Dass “One of our greatest teachers.” —Deepak Chopra “There’s no way to overestimate the role of Ram Dass.” —Marianne Willliamson “May Ram Dass inspire others to find their own path of true love, compassion, and joyful service.” —Thich Nhat Hanh
Author: John Stuart Mill Publisher: Broadview Press ISBN: 1460402103 Category : Philosophy Languages : en Pages : 209
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John Stuart Mill’s Utilitarianism is a philosophical defense of utilitarianism, a moral theory stating that right actions are those that tend to promote overall happiness. The essay first appeared as a series of articles published in Fraser’s Magazine in 1861; the articles were collected and reprinted as a single book in 1863. Mill discusses utilitarianism in some of his other works, including On Liberty and The Subjection of Women, but Utilitarianism contains his only sustained defence of the theory. In this Broadview Edition, Colin Heydt provides a substantial introduction that will enable readers to understand better the polemical context for Utilitarianism. Heydt shows, for example, how Mill’s moral philosophy grew out of political engagement, rather than exclusively out of a speculative interest in determining the nature of morality. Appendices include precedents to Mill’s work, reactions to Utilitarianism, and related writings by Mill.
Author: John Denney
Author: John Denney
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Author: John Stuart Mill