Mary Gray By: Katharine Tynan (1861-1931)
First Page: MARY GRAY BY KATHARINE TYNAN Author of "Julia," "The Story of Bawn," "Her Ladyship," "For Maisie," etc., etc. WITH FOUR COLOURED ILLUSTRATIONS BY C. H. TAFFS [Transcriber's note: This book was produced from scanned images of public domain material from the Google Print project. Only the Frontispiece was included in the scans.] CASSELL AND COMPANY, LIMITED London, Paris, New York, Toronto and Melbourne 1909 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED [Illustration: "The men would salute their old General, the General salute his old regiment"] CONTENTS CHAPTER I. Wistaria Terrace CHAPTER II. The Wall Between CHAPTER III. The New Estate CHAPTER IV. Boy and Girl CHAPTER V. "Old Blood and Thunder" CHAPTER VI. The Blue Ribbon CHAPTER VII. A Chance Meeting CHAPTER VIII. Groves of Academe CHAPTER IX. The Race with Death CHAPTER X. Dispossessed CHAPTER XI. The Lion CHAPTER XII. Her Ladyship CHAPTER XIII. The Heart of a Father CHAPTER XIV. Lovers' Parting CHAPTER XV. The General has an Idea CHAPTER XVI. The Leading and the Light CHAPTER XVII. A Night of Spring CHAPTER XVIII. Halcyon Weather CHAPTER XIX. Wild Thyme and Violets CHAPTER XX. Jealousy, Cruel as the Grave CHAPTER XXI. Two Women CHAPTER XXII. Light on the Way CHAPTER XXIII. The News in the Westminster CHAPTER XXIV. The Friend CHAPTER XXV. The One Woman CHAPTER XXVI. Golden Days CHAPTER XXVII. The Intermediary CHAPTER XXVIII. Noel! Noel! LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS "The men would salute their old General, the General salute his old regiment" "Sir Robin Drummond had come to Mary's side, and turned the page of her music" "'Do you know what I came here in the mind to ask you?'" "'Miss Nelly is in the drawing room, sir'" MARY GRAY CHAPTER I WISTARIA TERRACE The house where Mary Gray was born and grew towards womanhood was one of a squat line of mean little houses that hid themselves behind a great church. The roadway in front of the houses led only to the back entrance of the church. Over against the windows was the playground of the church schools, surrounded by a high wall that shut away field and sky from the front rooms of Wistaria Terrace. The houses were drab and ugly, with untidy grass plots in front. They presented an exterior of three windows and a narrow round topped hall door which was a confession of poverty in itself. Five out of six houses had a ramping plaster horse in the fanlight of the hall door, a fixture which went with the house and was immune from breakage because no one ever thought of cleaning the fanlights. In the back gardens the family wash was put to dry. Some of the more enterprising inhabitants kept fowls; but there was not much enterprise in Wistaria Terrace. Earlier inhabitants had planted the gardens with lilac and laburnum bushes, with gooseberries and currants. There were no flowers there that did not sow themselves year after year. They were damp, grubby places, but even there an imaginative child like Mary Gray could find suggestions of delight. Mary's father, Walter Gray, was employed at a watchmaker's of repute. He spent all his working life with a magnifying glass in his eye, peering into the mechanism of watches, adjusting the delicate pivots and springs on which their lives moved. His occupation had perhaps encouraged in him a habit of introspection. Perhaps he found the human machine as worthy of interest as the works of watches and clocks. Anyhow, in his leisure moments, which were few, he would discuss curiously with Mary the hidden springs that kept the human machine in motion, the strange workings and convolutions of it. From the very early age when she began to be a comfort and a companion to her father, Mary had been accustomed to such speculations as would have written Walter Gray down a madman if he had shared them with the grown people about him rather than with a child... Continue reading book >>

Mary Gray By: Katharine Tynan (1861-1931)

First Page:

MARY GRAY

BY KATHARINE TYNAN

Author of "Julia," "The Story of Bawn," "Her Ladyship," "For Maisie," etc., etc.

WITH FOUR COLOURED ILLUSTRATIONS BY C. H. TAFFS

[Transcriber's note: This book was produced from scanned images of public domain material from the Google Print project. Only the Frontispiece was included in the scans.]

[Illustration: "The men would salute their old General, the General salute his old regiment"]

CONTENTS

CHAPTER I. Wistaria Terrace

CHAPTER II. The Wall Between

CHAPTER III. The New Estate

CHAPTER IV. Boy and Girl

CHAPTER V. "Old Blood and Thunder"

CHAPTER VI. The Blue Ribbon

CHAPTER VII. A Chance Meeting

CHAPTER VIII. Groves of Academe

CHAPTER IX. The Race with Death

CHAPTER X. Dispossessed

CHAPTER XI. The Lion

CHAPTER XII. Her Ladyship

CHAPTER XIII. The Heart of a Father

CHAPTER XIV. Lovers' Parting

CHAPTER XV. The General has an Idea

CHAPTER XVI. The Leading and the Light

CHAPTER XVII. A Night of Spring

CHAPTER XVIII. Halcyon Weather

CHAPTER XIX. Wild Thyme and Violets

CHAPTER XX. Jealousy, Cruel as the Grave

CHAPTER XXI. Two Women

CHAPTER XXII. Light on the Way

CHAPTER XXIII. The News in the Westminster

CHAPTER XXIV. The Friend

CHAPTER XXV. The One Woman

CHAPTER XXVI. Golden Days

CHAPTER XXVII. The Intermediary

CHAPTER XXVIII. Noel! Noel!

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

"The men would salute their old General, the General salute his old regiment"

"Sir Robin Drummond had come to Mary's side, and turned the page of her music"

"'Do you know what I came here in the mind to ask you?'"

"'Miss Nelly is in the drawing room, sir'"

MARY GRAY

CHAPTER I

WISTARIA TERRACE

The house where Mary Gray was born and grew towards womanhood was one of a squat line of mean little houses that hid themselves behind a great church. The roadway in front of the houses led only to the back entrance of the church. Over against the windows was the playground of the church schools, surrounded by a high wall that shut away field and sky from the front rooms of Wistaria Terrace.

The houses were drab and ugly, with untidy grass plots in front. They presented an exterior of three windows and a narrow round topped hall door which was a confession of poverty in itself. Five out of six houses had a ramping plaster horse in the fanlight of the hall door, a fixture which went with the house and was immune from breakage because no one ever thought of cleaning the fanlights.

In the back gardens the family wash was put to dry. Some of the more enterprising inhabitants kept fowls; but there was not much enterprise in Wistaria Terrace.

Earlier inhabitants had planted the gardens with lilac and laburnum bushes, with gooseberries and currants. There were no flowers there that did not sow themselves year after year. They were damp, grubby places, but even there an imaginative child like Mary Gray could find suggestions of delight.

Mary's father, Walter Gray, was employed at a watchmaker's of repute. He spent all his working life with a magnifying glass in his eye, peering into the mechanism of watches, adjusting the delicate pivots and springs on which their lives moved. His occupation had perhaps encouraged in him a habit of introspection. Perhaps he found the human machine as worthy of interest as the works of watches and clocks. Anyhow, in his leisure moments, which were few, he would discuss curiously with Mary the hidden springs that kept the human machine in motion, the strange workings and convolutions of it. From the very early age when she began to be a comfort and a companion to her father, Mary had been accustomed to such speculations as would have written Walter Gray down a madman if he had shared them with the grown people about him rather than with a child... Continue reading book >>

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