Correspondence of Volume 1 - 5 Angebote vergleichen

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This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 106 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.2in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 edition. Excerpt: . . . II. HEATHCOTE HILL THE three days journey to Albany is a blank, so far as my memory goes. I only remember the baby in the basket. But the very important event of going down the North River in the steamboat I recollect distinctly. I am inclined to think it was my dear Mothers first experience of a steamboat. She had been four years at Fenimore; and I know that her first journey, when she was a bride, was made in a gig, my Father driving the horses tandem. What route they took I never heard, but my Mother has told me they travelled over a good deal of corduroy road. Her second journey to Cooperstown, with my little sister Elizabeth and myself as babies, was made in the rasee. I seem to have a sort of faint perception of a feeling of subdued excitement among the party in the steamboat. My Father came into the cabin often to point out to my Mother the villages and country houses on the banks. One of the gentlemen, whose wife was in the cabin, came every few moments to a window, and called to her: say! It was natural to my inexperienced mind to suppose that I say was the ladys name. I seem to hear him now calling out I say, every few minutes. Voyage, passing through the great city of New York, the half days journey to Mamaroneck, is all a blank. Memory only awakens again in the parlor at Heathcote Hill, where Grandparents, uncles and Aunts, and servants were all making us welcome, after the formidable journey from the wilds of Otsego to the shores of the Sound. We passed some months with my Grandparents. My Father, however, returned to Fenimore after a while to look after his affairs there. The stone house was still going on, and it was expected that we should return there. That was a pleasant summer for us little people, and. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN.

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Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 edition. Excerpt: . II. HEATHCOTE HILL THE three days journey to Albany is a blank, so far as my memory goes. I only remember the baby in the basket. But the very important event of going down the North River in the steamboat I recollect distinctly. I am inclined to think it was my dear Mother s first experience of a steamboat. She had been four years at Fenimore; and I know that her first journey, when she was a bride, was made in a gig, my Father driving the horses tandem. What route they took I never heard, but my Mother has told me they travelled over a good deal of corduroy road. Her second journey to Cooperstown, with my little sister Elizabeth and myself as babies, was made in the rasee. I seem to have a sort of faint perception of a feeling of subdued excitement among the party in the steamboat. My Father came into the cabin often to point out to my Mother the villages and country houses on the banks. One of the gentlemen, whose wife was in the cabin, came every few moments to a window, and called to her: / say! It was natural to my inexperienced mind to suppose that I say was the lady s name. I seem to hear him now calling out I say, every few minutes. Voyage, passing through the great city of New York, the half day s journey to Mamaroneck, is all a blank. Memory only awakens again in the parlor at Heathcote Hill, where Grandparents, uncles and Aunts, and servants were all making us welcome, after the formidable journey from the wilds of Otsego to the shores of the Sound. We passed some months with my Grandparents. My Father, however, returned to Fenimore after a while to look after his affairs there. The stone house was still going on, and it was expected that we should return there. That was a pleasant summer for us little people, and.

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Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 edition. Excerpt: . II. HEATHCOTE HILL THE three days journey to Albany is a blank, so far as my memory goes. I only remember the baby in the basket. But the very important event of going down the North River in the steamboat I recollect distinctly. I am inclined to think it was my dear Mother s first experience of a steamboat. She had been four years at Fenimore; and I know that her first journey, when she was a bride, was made in a gig, my Father driving the horses tandem. What route they took I never heard, but my Mother has told me they travelled over a good deal of corduroy road. Her second journey to Cooperstown, with my little sister Elizabeth and myself as babies, was made in the rasee. I seem to have a sort of faint perception of a feeling of subdued excitement among the party in the steamboat. My Father came into the cabin often to point out to my Mother the villages and country houses on the banks. One of the gentlemen, whose wife was in the cabin, came every few moments to a window, and called to her: / say! It was natural to my inexperienced mind to suppose that I say was the lady s name. I seem to hear him now calling out I say, every few minutes. Voyage, passing through the great city of New York, the half day s journey to Mamaroneck, is all a blank. Memory only awakens again in the parlor at Heathcote Hill, where Grandparents, uncles and Aunts, and servants were all making us welcome, after the formidable journey from the wilds of Otsego to the shores of the Sound. We passed some months with my Grandparents. My Father, however, returned to Fenimore after a while to look after his affairs there. The stone house was still going on, and it was expected that we should return there. That was a pleasant summer for us little people, and.

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