Books Should Be Free Loyal Books Free Public Domain Audiobooks & eBook Downloads |
|
Moods By: Louisa May Alcott (1832-1888) |
---|
![]()
Moods by Louisa M. Alcott.
MOODS. BY LOUISA M. ALCOTT.
AUTHOR OF "LITTLE WOMEN," "AN OLD FASHIONED GIRL," "HOSPITAL SKETCHES."
"Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass
through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the
world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own
focus." EMERSON.
LORING, Publisher,
319 WASHINGTON STREET,
BOSTON.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1864, by
A. K. LORING,
in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of
Massachusetts.
CONTENTS.
PAGE. CHAPTER I. IN A YEAR 7 CHAPTER II. WHIMS 21 CHAPTER III. AFLOAT 39 CHAPTER IV. THROUGH FLOOD, AND FIELD, AND FIRE 57 CHAPTER V. A GOLDEN WEDDING 81 CHAPTER VI. WHY SYLVIA WAS HAPPY 102 CHAPTER VII. DULL, BUT NECESSARY 113 CHAPTER VIII. NO 120 CHAPTER IX. HOLLY 130 CHAPTER X. YES 141 CHAPTER XI. WOOING 149 CHAPTER XII. WEDDING 158 CHAPTER XIII. SYLVIA'S HONEYMOON 165 CHAPTER XIV. A FIRESIDE FETE 183 CHAPTER XV. EARLY AND LATE 195 CHAPTER XVI. IN THE TWILIGHT 206 CHAPTER XVII. ASLEEP AND AWAKE 223 CHAPTER XVIII. WHAT NEXT? 238 CHAPTER XIX. SIX MONTHS 259 CHAPTER XX. COME 270 CHAPTER XXI. OUT OF THE SHADOW 285
MOODS.
CHAPTER I. IN A YEAR.
The room fronted the west, but a black cloud, barred with red, robbed
the hour of twilight's tranquil charm. Shadows haunted it, lurking in
corners like spies set there to watch the man who stood among them mute
and motionless as if himself a shadow. His eye turned often to the
window with a glance both vigilant and eager, yet saw nothing but a
tropical luxuriance of foliage scarcely stirred by the sultry air heavy
with odors that seemed to oppress not refresh. He listened with the same
intentness, yet heard only the clamor of voices, the tramp of feet, the
chime of bells, the varied turmoil of a city when night is defrauded of
its peace by being turned to day. He watched and waited for something;
presently it came. A viewless visitant, welcomed by longing soul and
body as the man, with extended arms and parted lips received the
voiceless greeting of the breeze that came winging its way across the
broad Atlantic, full of healthful cheer for a home sick heart. Far out
he leaned; held back the thick leaved boughs already rustling with a
grateful stir, chid the shrill bird beating its flame colored breast
against its prison bars, and drank deep draughts of the blessed wind
that seemed to cool the fever of his blood and give him back the vigor
he had lost. A sudden light shone out behind him filling the room with a glow that
left no shadow in it. But he did not see the change, nor hear the step
that broke the hush, nor turn to meet the woman who stood waiting for a
lover's welcome. An indefinable air of sumptuous life surrounded her,
and made the brilliant room a fitting frame for the figure standing
there with warm hued muslins blowing in the wind. A figure full of the
affluent beauty of womanhood in its prime, bearing unmistakable marks of
the polished pupil of the world in the grace that flowed through every
motion, the art which taught each feature to play its part with the ease
of second nature and made dress the foil to loveliness... Continue reading book >>
|
eBook Downloads | |
---|---|
ePUB eBook • iBooks for iPhone and iPad • Nook • Sony Reader |
Kindle eBook • Mobi file format for Kindle |
Read eBook • Load eBook in browser |
Text File eBook • Computers • Windows • Mac |
Review this book |
---|