Our Young Folks
We--grandma, "our young folks," and I--live up here among the hills, in a quaint, old-fashioned farm-house,--older than any of the "old folks" now living; and every day, when the sun goes down, we gather around the great wood fire in the sitting-room, and talk and tell stories...
We--grandma, "our young folks," and I--live up here among the hills, in a quaint, old-fashioned farm-house,--older than any of the "old folks" now living; and every day, when th...
2. Chapter 2Many years ago, before railroads were thought of, a company of Connecticut farmers, who had heard marvellous stories of the richness of the land in the West, sold their farms, p...
3. Chapter 3Twenty years ago, not twenty miles from the Land's End, there lived a Cornish gentleman named Trevannion. Just twenty years ago he died, leaving to lament him a brace of noble b...
4. Chapter 4This book is not intended as a history of the brothers Ralph and Richard Trevannion. If it were so, a gap of some fifteen years--after the date of their arrival at Cerro Pasco--...
5. Chapter 5On an evening in the early part of December, a craft of singular construction might have been seen descending the Solimoës, and apparently making for the little Portuguese port...
6. Chapter 6The craft that carried the ex-miner, his family and following, once more floated on the broad bosom of the Solimoës. Not so swift as before, since, instead of eight paddlers, it...
7. Chapter 7Little experienced as he was in the art of navigation, the steersman was not inattentive to his duty. Previously to his taking the rudder, he had been admonished about the impor...