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The Complete Writings of Charles Dudley Warner Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the The Complete Writings of Charles Dudley Warner novel. A total of 251 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 : The Entire Works of Charles Dudley Warner.by Charles Dudley Warner.PREFACE TO JOSEPH H.
The Entire Works of Charles Dudley Warner.by Charles Dudley Warner.PREFACE TO JOSEPH H. TWICh.e.l.l It would be unfair to hold you responsible for these light sketches of a summer trip, which are now gathered into this little volume in response to the usu
- 251 "'The seal of Solomon will open the way for thee.'"The student issued forth from the tower much more gayly than he had entered. The wall closed behind him, and remained solid as before."The next morning he repaired boldly to the m
- 250 "The officious Mateo interrupted my meditations and destroyed in an instant the cobweb tissue of my fancy. With his usual zeal he had gathered facts concerning the scene, which put my fictions all to flight. The heroine of my romance was neither young no
- 249 "'This cavalier [he observes] was from the far island of England, and brought with him a train of his va.s.sals; men who had been hardened in certain civil wars which raged in their country. They were a comely race of men, but too fair and fresh
- 248 "The person of this ill.u.s.trious old gentleman was formed and proportioned, as though it had been moulded by the hands of some cunning Dutch statuary, as a model of majesty and lordly grandeur.He was exactly five feet six inches in height, and six
- 247 During the ten years preceding his mission to Spain, Irving kept f.a.gging away at the pen, doing a good deal of miscellaneous and ephemeral work.Among his other engagements was that of regular contributor to the "Knickerbocker Magazine," for a
- 246 "Our journey through La Mancha was cold and uninteresting, excepting when we pa.s.sed through the scenes of some of the exploits of Don Quixote. We were repaid, however, by a night amidst the scenery of the Sierra Morena, seen by the light of the ful
- 245 "I have been somewhat touched by the manner in which my writings have been noticed in the 'Evening Post.' I had considered Coleman as cheris.h.i.+ng an ill-will toward me, and, to tell the truth, have not always been the most courteous in m
- 244 Irving, in a burst of indignation that overcame his habitual shyness, "do you seize upon such a disaster only for a sneer? Let me tell you, sir, it is not now a question about Jimmy Madison or Jimmy Armstrong.The pride and honor of the nation are wou
- 243 "In the mean time I saw Matilda every day, and that helped to distract me. In the midst of this struggle and anxiety she was taken ill with a cold. Nothing was thought of it at first; but she grew rapidly worse, and fell into a consumption. I cannot
- 242 III MANHOOD--FIRST VISIT TO EUROPE Irving's health, always delicate, continued so much impaired when he came of age, in 1804., that his brothers determined to send him to Europe.On the 19th of May he took pa.s.sage for Bordeaux in a sailing vessel, w
- 241 T. R. L.WAs.h.i.+NGTON IRVING I PRELIMINARY It is over twenty years since the death of Was.h.i.+ngton Irving removed that personal presence which is always a powerful, and sometimes the sole, stimulus to the sale of an author's books, and which strongly
- 240 After that they were ready for the Signal Station. This is a great attraction. The sergeant in charge looked bored to death, and in the mood to predict the worst kind of weather. He is all day beset with a crowd craning their necks to look at him, and bot
- 239 Late in the gloomy afternoon King went down to the office, and the clerk handed him a letter. He took it eagerly, but his countenance fell when he saw that it bore a New York postmark, and had been forwarded from Richfield. It was not from Irene. He put i
- 238 The railway along the sh.o.r.e of Lake Ontario is for the most part monotonous. After leaving the picturesque highlands about Lewiston, the country is flat, and although the view over the lovely sheet of blue water is always pleasing, there is something b
- 237 XIV NIAGARA In the car for Niagara was an Englishman of the receptive, guileless, thin type, inquisitive and overflowing with approval of everything American--a type which has now become one of the common features of travel in this country. He had light h
- 236 The intimacy between Mrs. Bartlett Glow and Irene increased as the days went by. The woman of society was always devising plans for Irene's entertainment, and winning her confidence by a thousand evidences of interest and affection. Pleased as King was w
- 235 "You mean provincial life. Everybody knows everybody else.""Well," King retorted, with some spirit, "it is not a place where people pretend not to know each other, as if their salvation depended on it.""Oh, I see; hospitable, frank, cordial-all tha
- 234 "You must listen, Irene. I love you--I love you."She turned her face towards him; her lips trembled; her eyes were full of tears; there was a great look of wonder and tenderness in her face."Is it all true?"She was in his arms. He kissed her hair, her
- 233 Meigs."The room was thinning out. King found himself in front of a row of dowagers, whose tongues were still going about the departing beauties."No mercy there," he heard a lady say to her companion; "that's a jury for conviction every time." What c
- 232 "So Miss Benson was expecting you!" said Mrs. Farquhar, who was walking with King. It is enough to mention Mrs. Farquhar's name to an habitue of the Springs. It is not so many years ago since she was a reigning belle, and as noted for her wit and spark
- 231 For he is going to marry Yum-Yum-- Yum-Yum!"This pleasantry pa.s.sed entirely over the head of Irene, who had not heard the "Mikado," but King accepted it as a good omen, and forgave its impudence. It set Mr. Meigs thinking that he had a ri
- 230 Why not? He has perfect manners; he knows the world--that is a great point, I can tell you, in the imagination of a girl; he is rich; and he is no end obliging.""How long has he been here?""Several days. They happened to come up from t
- 229 Love and moonlight, and the soft lapse of the waves and singing? Yes, there are girls down by the landing with a banjo, and young men singing the songs of love, the modern songs of love dashed with college slang.The banjo suggests a little fastness; and t
- 228 "So do I," retorted the girl; "and if the Pilgrims landed in such a vulgar, ostentatious spirit as this, I'm glad my name is not on the tablet."The party were in a better mood when they had climbed up Burial Hill, back of the meet
- 227 King was unprepared for such a pa.s.sionate outburst. It was like a rift in a cloud, through which he had a glimpse of her real life. Words of eager protest sprang to his lips, but, before they could be uttered, either her mood had changed or pride had co
- 226 Mr. King, who saw that something had occurred, was quick-witted enough to reply jestingly in French, as they moved away, but he asked, as soon as they were out of ear-shot, "What is it?""Nothing," said the girl, recovering her usual se
- 225 "Not exactly. Mr. Forbes--that's my friend--says she's a beauty. But if you don't mind, Penelope, I was going to ask you to be a little civil to them.""Well, I'll admit she is handsome--a very striking-looking girl. I�
- 224 There is no haze, but all outlines are softened in the silver light. It is like a dream, and there is no disturbance of the repose when a family party, a woman, a child, and a man come down to the sh.o.r.e, slip into a boat, and scull away out by the ligh
- 223 "Did it never occur to your highness that they may prefer to be comfortable rather than picturesque, and that they may be ignorant that they were born for artistic purposes?" It was the low voice of Miss Lamont, and that demure person looked up
- 222 "No; I have been to exhibitions, and I thought I should prefer to take New Orleans by itself some other time. You found the people hospitable?""Well, they were not simply hospitable; they were that, to be sure, for father had letters to som
- 221 Expectancy was the word when our travelers stepped out of the car at Cape May station. Except for some people who seemed to have business there, they were the only pa.s.sengers. It was the ninth of June. Everything was ready--the sea, the sky, the delicio
- 220 "I haven't the faculty of seeing things in the dark, Mrs. Cortlandt. Oh, there's the mother!" And the shrill voice of Mrs. Benson was heard, "We was getting uneasy about you. Pa says a storm's coming, and that you'd be a
- 219 FORTRESS MONROE When Irene looked out of her stateroom window early in the morning of the twentieth of March, there was a softness and luminous quality in the horizon clouds that prophesied spring. The steamboat, which had left Baltimore and an arctic tem
- 218 "No? But you will. I have known lots of people who said they never would change. They all did. No, you need not protest. I believe in you now, or I should not be drinking tea with you. But you must be tired of an old woman's gossip. Evelyn has g
- 217 Philip had given his word. Evelyn would tolerate no concealments; she was just that simple-minded in her filial notions.The girl, however, had one comfort, and that was the knowledge of Philip through Miss McDonald, whom she saw frequently, and to whom ev
- 216 "For the Mavicks. I don't mean for Mrs. Mavick--I hear she is a worldly and revengeful woman--but for the girl. It must be dreadful to turn her out of all the surroundings of her happy life. And I hear she is as good as she is lovely. Think what
- 215 And it was love, simple, trusting love, that put courage into her sinking heart."Mother, it is very hard. I love you; I could die for you. I am so forlorn. But I cannot, I dare not, do such a thing, such a dreadful thing!"She spoke brokenly, exc
- 214 Philip shook his head. The conversation was not taking the turn that was congenial to him. The ball seemed to him a kind of maelstrom in which all his hopes were likely to be wrecked. And here was his old friend, the keenest-sighted woman he knew, looking
- 213 "Oh, is that all?" And Mrs. Mavick spoke as if her mind were relieved."What could you expect from such a sudden proposal to a young girl, almost a child, wholly unused to the world? I should have done the same thing at her age. It will look
- 212 These reports of the Mavick ball had a peculiar interest for at least two people in New York. Murad Ault read them with a sardonic smile and an enjoyment that would not have been called altruistic. Philip searched them with the feverish eagerness of a mai
- 211 Mr. Mavick was meditating. It was a mighty unpleasant business. But he was getting tired of conflict. There was an undercurrent in the lives of both that made him shrink from going deep into any domestic difference.It was best to yield."Well, Carmen,
- 210 This clever woman never showed more courage or more tact than in this campaign, and was never more agreeable and fascinating. She was even popular. If she was not accepted as a leader, she had a certain standing with the leaders, as a person of vivacity a
- 209 "Why," said Philip, half amused at the conceit and yet complimented by the recognition of his talent, "I don't know anything about railroads --how they are run, cost of building, prospect of traffic, engineering difficulties, all that-
- 208 For Philip there was in these days no such consolation. It was a man's way not to seek any, to roll himself up in his trouble like a hibernating bear. And yet there were times when he had an intolerable longing for a confidant, for some one to whom h
- 207 "You!" she repeated."It is only this, Mrs. Mavick," and Philip spoke calmly, though his blood was boiling at her insulting manner--"it is only this--I love your daughter.""And you have told her this?""No, never
- 206 "That is a long time," Evelyn answered, but still without looking up.But when they rose the color mounted to her cheeks, and Philip thought that the glorious eyes turned upon him were full of trust."It is all your doing," said Carmen,
- 205 "But he has no influence. He is nothing socially," said Carmen."Neither is a wolf or a cyclone. But I don't care to talk about him.Don't you see, I don't want to be bothered?"While these great events were taking place Ph
- 204 Lord Montague was evidently getting uneasy, for his attention was distracted from the occupation of feeding."No, don't go Lord Montague, an old friend, Mr. Burnett.""Much pleased," said his lords.h.i.+p, looking round rather inqui
- 203 The naming of the book had been almost as difficult as the creation. His first choice had been "The Lily of the Valley," but Balzac had pre-empted that. And then he had thought of "The Enclosed Garden" (Hortus Clausus), the t.i.tle of
- 202 "Well, I'll tell you some more. You know my tutor is English. McDonald says she believes he is the most learned man in eighteenth-century literature living, and his dream is to write a history of it. He is poor, and engaged all the time teaching
- 201 Evelyn had lived hitherto with little comprehension of her peculiar position. That the world went well with her, and that no obstacle was opposed to the gratification of her reasonable desires, or to her impulses of charity and pity, was about all she kne
- 200 "He'd think a great deal more of an invitation to your reception.""But you don't understand. You never think of Evelyn's future. We are asking people that we think she ought to know.""Well, Burnett is a very agreeab
- 199 XIV Of course Philip wrote to Celia about his vacation intimacy with the Mavicks. It was no news to her that the Mavicks were spending the summer there; all the world knew that, and society wondered what whim of Carmen's had taken her out of the regu
- 198 "Not if judge and jury were women," Miss McDonald interposed."And you remember Portia?" Mrs. Mavick continued."Portia," said Evelyn; "yes, but that is poetry; and, McDonald, wasn't it a kind of catch? How beautifull
- 197 "I think the valley, Mr. Burnett, looks a little different already."As they drove home along the murmuring river through the golden sunset, the party were mostly silent. Only Mrs. Mavick and Philip, who sat together, kept up a lively chatter, li
- 196 "So it is," exclaimed Evelyn. "I can see John the Baptist standing here now, and hear his voice crying in the wilderness.""Very likely," said Mrs. Mavick, persisting in her doubt, "of course in Zoar. Anywhere else in the
- 195 Mrs. Mavick thought herself fortunate in finding, in the social wilderness of Rivervale, such a presentable young gentleman as Philip.She had persuaded herself that she greatly enjoyed her simple intercourse with the inhabitants, and she would have said t
- 194 "Yes, the New York Mavicks, that you wrote us about, that were in the paper.""How long have they been there?""A week. There is Mrs. Mavick and her daughter, and the governess, and two maids, and a young fellow in uniform--yes, liv
- 193 "Oh, as I wrote you, at the opera; saw her in her box.""And--?""Oh, she's rather a little thing; rather dark, I told you that; seems devoted to music.""And you didn't tell what she wore.""Why, what th
- 192 All winter long that face seemed to get between Philip and his work. It was an inspiration to his pen when it ran in the way of literature, but a distinct damage to progress in his profession. He had seen Evelyn again, more than once, at the opera, and tw
- 191 IX Celia Howard had been, in a way, Philip's inspiration ever since the days when they quarreled and made up on the banks of the Deer field. And a fortunate thing for him it was that in his callow years there was a woman in whom he could confide. Her
- 190 "McDonald! I'd as soon suspect myself. So would you.""Well, everybody knew it already, for that matter. I only wonder that some newspaper didn't get on to it before. What did Evelyn say?""Nothing more than what you heard
- 189 "My!"The interior was as fully representative of wealth and of the ambition to put under one roof all the notable effects of all the palaces in the world. But it had, what most palaces have not, all the requisites for luxurious living. The varie
- 188 V It is the desire of every ambitious soul to, enter Literature by the front door, and the few who have patience and money enough to live without the aid of the beckoning Helen may enter there. But a side entrance is the destiny of most aspirants, even th
- 187 "I don't know," Philip said, reflectively, "but I could make up a story about Murad Ault, and how he got to be a pirate and got in jail and was hanged.""Oh, that wouldn't be a real story. You have got to have different p
- 186 III "I'm not going to follow you about any more through the brush and brambles, Phil Burnett," and Celia, emerging from the thicket into a clearing, flung herself down on a knoll under a beech-tree.Celia was cross. They were out for a Sat.u
- 185 Swinging in this tree-top, with a vivid consciousness of life, of his own capacity for action, it seemed a pity that he could not follow the drum and the flag into such contests as he read about so eagerly.And yet this was only a corner of the boy's
- 184 It was near sunset. When the train had moved on, and its pounding on the rails became a distant roar and then was lost altogether, the country silence so impressed Jack, as he walked along the road towards the sea, that he became distinctly conscious of t
- 183 It was comparatively easy for Jack Delancy in Mr. Fletcher's office to face about suddenly and say yes to the proposal made him. There was on him the pressure of necessity, of his own better nature acting under a sense of his wife's approval; an
- 182 The Major was more than civil; he was disposed to be sympathetic, but he had the tact to see that Mrs. Delancy did not wish to be questioned, nor to talk."Is Mr. Delancy at home?" she asked the small boy who ran the elevator."No'me.&qu
- 181 "Oh," she said, with surprise at seeing him, and at his appearance, "I didn't expect to see you here. I thought everybody had gone from the city. Perhaps you are going to the Neighborhood Guild?""No," and Jack forced a l
- 180 And in a moment he added, "He never said anything to me about such a disposition of his property."Two things were evident to Carmen from this reply. He saw her interests as she saw them, and it was pretty certain that the contents of the will we
- 179 "I am quite at your service, madam.""I wanted to see you before I went to the office with the keys of his safe.""Perhaps," said Mr. Sage, "I could spare you that trouble.""Oh no; his secretary thought I had bet
- 178 XX The place that Rodney Henderson occupied in the mind of the public was shown by the attention the newspapers paid to his death. All the great newspapers in all the cities of importance published long and minute biographies of him, with pictorial ill.u.
- 177 "Nothing," he said, taking a long breath. "Just a st.i.tch. Indigestion.It must have been the coffee."Carmen ran to the dining-room, and returned with a winegla.s.s of brandy."There, take that."He drank it. "Yes, that�
- 176 "Famously. The lot is bought. Mr. Van Brunt was here all the morning.It's going to be something Oriental, mediaeval, nineteenth-century, gorgeous, and domestic. Van Brunt says he wants it to represent me.""How?" inquired Jack; &qu
- 175 XVIII The Roman poet Martial reckons among the elements of a happy life "an income left, not earned by toil," and also "a wife discreet, yet blythe and bright." Felicity in the possession of these, the epigrammatist might have added, d
- 174 And Father Damon obeyed. Indeed, he was too exhausted to talk.XVII Father Damon slept the sleep of exhaustion. In this for a time the mind joined in the lethargy of the body. But presently, as the vital currents were aroused, the mind began to play its fa
- 173 "I promise," said the father, much moved. "But now, my child, you ought to think of yourself, of your--""He is dead. Didn't they tell you? There is nothing any more."The nurse approached with a warning gesture that the i
- 172 "Nonsense!" cried Carmen, springing up and approaching Jack with a smile of animation and trust, and laying her hand on his shoulder. "We are old, old friends. And I have just confided to you what I wouldn't to any other living being.
- 171 "I never was more surprised. He sent for me to come to his office.Without any circ.u.mlocution, he asked me how I was getting on, and, before I could answer, he said, in the driest business way, that he had been thinking over a little plan, and perha
- 170 "That depends," Edith replied, simply, but with that spirit and air of breeding before which Carmen always inwardly felt defeat--"that depends very much upon ourselves."Naturally, with this absorption in the baby, Edith was slow to res
- 169 By the end of October they returned to town, Jack, and Edith with a new and delicate attractiveness, and young Fletcher Delancy the most wonderful and important personage probably who came to town that season.It seemed to Edith that his advent would be un
- 168 The captain of the steamer raised his hat gravely in reply to the little cheer from the yacht, when Carmen and Miss Tavish fluttered their handkerchiefs towards him. The only chaff from the steamer was roared out by a fat Boston man, who made a funnel of
- 167 "I'm going to chaperon you up here," she said, "for Miss Tavish will lead you into all sorts of wild adventures."There was that in the manner of the demure little woman when she made this proposal that convinced Jack that under he
- 166 There was a timid knock at the door, and a forlorn little figure, clad in a rumpled calico, with an old shawl over her head, half concealing an eager and pretty face, stood in the doorway, and hesitatingly came in."Meine Mutter sent me to see how Fat
- 165 "That is possible," said Father Damon; "but that which drives women into professions now is the desire to do something rather than the desire to make something. Besides, it is seldom, in their minds, a finality; marriage is always a possibi
- 164 How many are trying to save others--others except the distant and foreign sinners?""You surely cannot ignore," replied the father, still speaking mildly, "the immense amount of charitable work done by the churches!""Yes, I kn
- 163 Jack was grateful for Edith's intervention. He comprehended that she had stepped forward as a s.h.i.+eld to him in the gossip about Carmen. He showed his appreciation in certain lover-like attentions and in a gayety of manner, but it was not in his n
- 162 "It's better to buy than build," Jack insisted. "A man's got to have some recreation.""Recreation! Why don't you charter a Fifth Avenue stage and take your friends on a voyage to the Battery? That'll make '
- 161 "I wonder how he knows?""Observation, probably. Tom startled a dinner table the other day with the remark that when a man once gives himself up to the full enjoyment of a virtuous life, it seems strange to him that more people do not follow
- 160 "I do not know," said Edith, "who are the Hendersons' friends.""Oh, that doesn't matter. Ask our friends. If we are going to do a thing to please them, no use in doing it half-way, so as to offend them, by drawing social
- 159 "Yes. We were great cronies when she was Sadie Mack. She isn't a genius, but she is good-hearted. I suppose she is on all the charity boards in the city. She patronizes everything," Jack continued, with a smile."I'm sure she is,&q
- 158 "And I will look in tomorrow," said the doctor.When they were in the street, Father Damon thanked her for calling his attention to the case, thanked her a little formally, and said that he would make inquiries and have it properly attended to. A
- 157 From her childhood she had known them, their wants, their sympathies, their discouragements; and in her heart--though you would not discover this till you had known her long and well--there was a burning sympathy with them, a sympathy born in her, and not
- 156 "Oh, very much. For a time. But she said there was too much of it."And Edith could detect no tone of sarcasm in the remark.Down at the other end of the table, matters were going very smoothly.Jack was charmed with his hostess. That clever woman
- 155 "And how many pairs can you finish in a day?" asked Edith."Three--three pairs, to do 'em nice--and they are very particular--if I work from six in the morning till twelve at night. I could do more, but my sight ain't what it used
- 154 "What are you two plotting?" asked Mrs. Trafton, coming across to the fireplace."Charity," said Jack, meekly."Your wife was here this morning to get me to go and see some of her friends in Hester Street.""You went?"
- 153 Jack laughed, and ran round to give the only reply possible to such a gibe. These breakfast interludes had not lost piquancy in all these months. "I'm half a mind to go to this thing. I would, if it didn't break up my day so.""As
- 152 The apparition evokes a flutter of applause. It is a superb figure, clad in a high tight bodice and long skirts simply draped so as to show every motion of the athletic limbs. She seems, in this pose and light, supernaturally tall. Through her parted lips