Young Goodman Brown came forth at sunset into the street at Salem village; but put his head back, after crossing the threshold, to exchange a …
Whoever has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are …
It was a time of great and exalting excitement.
The country was up in arms, the war was on, in every breast burned the holy fire …
In that summer of 1861 the first wash of the wave of war broke upon the shores of Missouri. Our state was invaded by the …
In compliance with the request of a friend of mine, who wrote me from the East, I called on good-natured, garrulous old Simon Wheeler, and …
It was at a banquet in London in honor of one of the two or three conspicuously illustrious English military names of this generation. For …
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I. HOWE’S MASQUERADE
One afternoon, last summer, while walking along Washington street, my eye was attracted by …
That very singular man, old Dr. Heidegger, once invited four venerable friends to meet him in his study. There were three white-bearded gentlemen, Mr. Medbourne, …
This outcry, saluting Herkimer’s ears as he was about to enter the iron gate of the Elliston mansion, made him pause. It was not without …
A CHAPTER FROM AN ABORTIVE ROMANCE
Bartram the lime-burner, a rough, heavy-looking man, begrimed with charcoal, sat watching his kiln at nightfall, while his little son …
“Dickon,” cried Mother Rigby, “a coal for my pipe!”
The pipe was in the old dame’s mouth when she said these words. She had thrust it …
After the kings of Great Britain had assumed the right of appointing the colonial governors, the measures of the latter seldom met with the ready …