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Susan Warner

The House in TownThe House in Town CHAPTER I "Oh Norton! Oh Norton! do you know what has happened?"Matilda had left the study and rushed out into the dining-room to tell her news, if indeed it were news to Norton. She had heard his step. Norton seemed in a preoccupied state of mind."Yes!" he said...

TradingTrading CHAPTER I Christmas day was grey with clouds; on the roofs of the city and in the streets the sun never shone all day. People called it cold. Sarah Staples found it so on her crossing. Inside Mrs. Lloyd's front-door, however, it seemed to Matilda to be nothing but sunshine. She had...

What She CouldWhat She Could CHAPTER I "Girls, there's a Band!""A what?""A Band – in the Sunday-School.""I am sure there is a careless girl in the house," put in another speaker. "Go and wipe your feet, Maria; look at the snow you have brought in.""But, mamma – ""Go and get rid of that snow befor...

OpportunitiesOpportunities CHAPTER I It was the morning after that Sunday when Matilda had been baptized. The girls came down to prepare breakfast as usual; Maria in a very unsettled humour. She was cloudy and captious to a degree that Matilda could not understand. The kitchen was hot; the butter...

DianaSusan Warner Diana CHAPTER I. THE SEWING SOCIETY I am thinking of a little brown house, somewhere in the wilds of New England. I wish I could make my readers see it as it was, one June afternoon some years ago. Not for anything very remarkable about it; there are thousands of such houses sca...

DaisyElizabeth Wetherell Daisy CHAPTER I. MISS PINSHON I WANT an excuse to myself for writing my own life; an excuse for the indulgence of going it all over again, as I have so often gone over bits. It has not been more remarkable than thousands of others. Yet every life has in it a thread of pre...

The Letter of CreditWarner Susan The Letter of Credit CHAPTER I. THE LETTER "Mother, I wonder how people do, when they are going to write a book?""Do?" repeated her mother."Yes. I wonder how they begin.""I suppose they have something to tell; and then they tell it," said simple Mrs. Carpenter."No...

Karl Krinken, His Christmas StockingSusan Warner, Anna Bartlett Warner, Amy Lothrop Karl Krinken, His Christmas Stocking “‘A roast chicken!—Oh, Roswald!—How mother will like a piece of that! How good it smells!’”—P. 161.SUGGESTIVE I think it necessary to come to the help of the Public—Lest Miss W...

Say and Seal, Volume IAnna Bartlett Warner Say and Seal, Volume I PREFACE It is a melancholy fact, that this book is somewhat larger than the mould into which most of the fluid fiction material is poured in this degenerate age. You perceive, good reader, that it has run over—in the latest volume....

Say and Seal, Volume IIAnna Bartlett Warner Say and Seal, Volume II CHAPTER I So came the holiday week, wherein was to be done so much less than usual—and so much more. Mr. Linden's work, indeed, was like to double on all hands; for he was threatened with more tea-drinkings, dinners, suppers, and...