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The Builders by Ellen Anderson Gholson Glasgow

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THE BUILDERS

BY THE SAME AUTHOR

ANCIENT LAW, THE THE BATTLE GROUND, THE THE DELIVERANCE, THE THE FREEMAN AND OTHER POEMS, THE THE LIFE AND GABRIELLA MILLER OF OLD CHURCH, THE THE ROMANCE OF A PLAIN MAN, THE THE VIRGINIA VOICE OF THE PEOPLE, THE THE WHEEL OF LIFE

THE BUILDERS

BY ELLEN GLASGOW

[Illustration: colophon]

GARDEN CITY NEW YORK

DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY

1919

COPYRIGHT, 1919, BY

DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, INCLUDING THAT OF

TRANSLATION INTO FOREIGN LANGUAGES,

INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIAN

CONTENTS

BOOK FIRST

APPEARANCES

CHAPTER PAGE

I. CAROLINE 3

II. THE TIME 20

III. BRIARLAY 25

IV. ANGELICA 44

V. THE FIRST NIGHT 59

VI. LETTY 70

VII. CAROLINE MAKES DISCOVERIES 84

VIII. BLACKBURN 102

IX. ANGELICA'S CHARITY 122

X. OTHER DISCOVERIES 142

XI. THE SACRED CULT 165

XII. THE WORLD'S VIEW OF AN UNFORTUNATE MARRIAGE 176

XIII. INDIRECT INFLUENCE 194

BOOK SECOND

REALITIES

I. IN BLACKBURN'S LIBRARY 219

II. READJUSTMENTS 231

III. MAN'S WOMAN 245

IV. THE MARTYR 257

V. THE CHOICE 268

VI. ANGELICA'S TRIUMPH 281

VII. COURAGE 293

VIII. THE CEDARS 310

IX. THE YEARS AHEAD 324

X. THE LIGHT ON THE ROAD 339

XI. THE LETTER 348

XII. THE VISION 359

BOOK FIRST

APPEARANCES

THE BUILDERS

CHAPTER I

CAROLINE

The train was late that day, and when the old leather mail pouch was brought in, dripping wet, by Jonas, the negro driver, Mrs. Meade put down the muffler she was knitting, and received it reluctantly.

"At least there aren't any bills at this time of the month," she observed, with the manner of one who has been designed by Providence to repel disaster.

While she unbuckled the clammy straps, her full, round face, which was still fresh and pretty in spite of her seventy years, shone like an auspicious moon in the dusky glow of the fire. Since wood was scarce, and this particular strip of southside Virginia grew poorer with each year's harvest, the only fire at The Cedars was the one in "the chamber," as Mrs. Meade's bedroom was called. It was a big, shabby room, combining, as successfully as its owner, an aspect of gaiety with a conspicuous absence of comforts. There were no curtains at the windows, and the rugs, made from threadbare carpets, had faded to indeterminate patterns; but the cracked mahogany belonged to a good period, and if the colours had worn dim, they were harmonious and restful. The house, though scarred, still held to its high standards. The spirit of the place was the spirit of generous poverty, of cheerful fortitude.

The three girls on the hearthrug, knitting busily for the War Relief Association, were so much alike in colouring, shape, and feature, that it was difficult at a casual glance to distinguish Maud, who was almost, if not quite, a beauty, from Margaret and Diana, who were merely pretty and intelligent. They were all natural, kind hearted girls, who had been trained from infancy to make the best of things and to laugh when they were hurt. From the days when they had played with ears of corn instead of dolls, they had acquired ingenuity and philosophy... Continue reading book >>




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