Category: Biographies
As earth's pageant passes by, Let reflection turn thine eye Inward, and observe thy breast; There alone dwells solid rest. That's a close immured tower Which can mock all hostile power; To thyself a tenant be And inhabit safe and free. Say not that the house is small Girt up i...
ON several occasions during the early years at Silverton, my father had trouble with drunken passengers. On one occasion a certain book salesman came to the station and called f...
7. CHAPTER VIITHE above chapters were written by my father Roger Langdon, and I, his daughter, Ellen, am continuing the story of his life. So I will begin by saying that the school kept by my...
4. CHAPTER IVSINCE Jim had compelled me to plough the ground while he slept, or otherwise idled his time, by the time I was twelve years of age I could plough a straight furrow. It was consi...
5. CHAPTER VTHE judge had a fleet of ships of his own trading to nearly every corner of the globe, and in the months of September and October several vessels returned from the Newfoundland...
3. CHAPTER IIIAT the tender age of eight I was sent to work on a farm belonging to Joseph Greenham. For the princely sum of one shilling a week I had to mind sheep and pull up turnips in all...
2. CHAPTER IIIN 1834 the curate-in-charge and his sister left our parish, and moved into Berkshire. Before the curate left he came to say good-bye to us. He also brought us some very useful...
6. CHAPTER VII HAD now been in Jersey eight years and things began to get rather dead there. Work was scarce and wages very low, and if any one wanted a small job done, there were always abo...
1. CHAPTER IAs earth's pageant passes by, Let reflection turn thine eye Inward, and observe thy breast; There alone dwells solid rest. That's a close immured tower Which can mock all hostil...