Through the Gates of Old Romance

When the day had advanced another hour by the sundial outside the boxwood grotto a vision stood on the landing at the top of the stairs and spread out the panniers of a long-unu...

As the months flew by there lay in one of the rooms of the Vernon mansion, which Rochambeau had made his head-quarters, a young lieutenant by the name of Chevalier de Silly, suf...

Freehold, the next town to Marlboro, was the county-seat and the resort of a gentry which closely modelled itself after the country families of England. Racing, hunting, shootin...

They were entering the street; the storm was at their backs. The day was stifled in a sable pall. There was a roll of thunder and a swift flash of lightning illumined the sky. T...

"Wars, bloody wars and hostile Britain's rage Have banished long the pleasures of the stage; From the gay painted scene compell'd to part, (Forget the melting of the heart) Cons...

Twilight, with her many fairy couriers,--the glowworms, fireflies, and velvety night-moths,--was settling over the paths of Penn Rhyn's garden when the two Quakeresses and the g...

Aaron Burr, the courageous, was then sunk into an abyss so low that his enemies should have been satisfied. For years he had endured the censure of his fellows, the vituperation...

It was at a musical party given by the great Franklin a few months after he returned from London to Philadelphia, in 1762, that Betsey Shewell first met Benjamin West and entere...

"Hail! pleasing harbingers of spring, Who in the ponds so jocund sing; And with a merry roundelay Do usher in St. Patrick's day; Some think your music rather hoarse, Nay that 't...