Category: Historical Novels

Sybil Chase; or, The Valley Ranche: A Tale of California Life

A small valley cutting through a range of mountains in California--a green oasis that looked strange and picturesque in the midst of that savage scenery. The cliffs rose in a solid wall on one side to the height of many hundred feet. Dwarfed fir-trees and dead cedars were scat...

Chapters

18. CHAPTER XVII.

Her dress, always simple and elegant, was even more studied and elaborately delicate than usual; the face wore its lightest, fairest look, and one seeing her as she sat gazing d...

5. CHAPTER V.

Two days passed without any event worthy of record. Every thing at the ranche went on quietly enough, and a stranger happening there might have believed it an orderly and well r...

12. CHAPTER XII.

Miss Chase and Margaret still sat in the breakfast-room, the latter pretending to read the paper, from very weariness and disinclination to talk, while Sybil held some embroider...

13. CHAPTER XIII.

Of course that last quarrel between Laurence and Margaret was put aside after a time, as so many previous difficulties had been; but it left a more hurtful impression upon the m...

11. CHAPTER XI.

The engagement between Laurence and Margaret Waring had been a family affair, brought about principally by the romance of a maiden aunt, with whom the young man was a favorite.

8. CHAPTER VIII.

It was long past midnight, and something of quiet had stolen over the valley; yet that very stillness, taken in connection with the scene, was more impressive than the riot and...

4. CHAPTER IV.

He was in unusually good humor and fine spirits that night. Probably, during the past weeks, his successes had been numerous; and however much his wife might have deplored the c...

3. CHAPTER III.

Night had come on; the full moon was up, filling the valley with a flood of radiance and lending a mysterious beauty to the scene. As the silver beams shot against the mountain...

10. CHAPTER X.

The lady bowed slightly in return to the stranger's salutation, looked keenly from under her long eyelashes, and turned again toward Miss Waring, who, in spite of her assertions...

2. CHAPTER II.

The party of strangers were slowly winding their way across the plain, and had arrived within a short distance of the house. The woman gazed on them through her glass till the m...

9. CHAPTER IX.

The easy-chairs were pushed into commodious corners, the reading table, in the center of the floor, was covered with newspapers and pamphlets; but they had been partially moved...

14. CHAPTER XIV.

In one of the interior towns of California there stands a jail, by no means striking in appearance, or remarkable for its solidity or strength, yet possessing the horrible fasci...

1. CHAPTER I.

A small valley cutting through a range of mountains in California--a green oasis that looked strange and picturesque in the midst of that savage scenery. The cliffs rose in a so...

15. CHAPTER XV.

Mr. Waring's old housekeeper was ill--a most unusual misfortune to befall her, and one which she could not at first either realize or believe. She struggled against this sudden...

16. ill. Exhausted with watching, Margaret found an opportunity to rest,

"Certainly," replied Sybil, somewhat flurried after her escape from the garden, but concealing her emotion with her usual success. "You look quite worn out; it would do you good...

7. CHAPTER VII.

Since early in the afternoon the road from the mines had been filled with men, who poured down into the valley to seek relaxation after their week's successful toil, and relieve...

6. CHAPTER VI.

On the appointed day, Yates and his companion returned home. Sybil went down to meet them as calm and smiling as though the season of their absence had been fraught with no inci...

17. CHAPTER XVI.

Gerald Waring was dead. The excitement into which he had been thrown by Laurence's insane story, the passionate denunciations of Margaret, and the unaccountable departure of Syb...