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- Autorius: Myrta Lockett Avary
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 1903
- Puslapiai: 144
- ISBN-10: 1533350698
- ISBN-13: 9781533350695
- Formatas: 20.3 x 25.4 x 0.8 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
A Virginia Girl In The Civil War CIVIL 1861-1865 (el. knyga) (skaityta knyga) | knygos.lt
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This history was told over the tea-cups. One winter, in the South, I had for my neighbor a gentle, little brown-haired lady, who spent many evenings at my fireside, as I at hers, where with bits of needlework in our hands we gossiped away as women will. I discovered in her an unconscious heroine, and her Civil War experiences made ever an interesting topic. Wishing to share with others the reminiscences she gave me, I seek to present them here in her own words. Just as they stand, they are, I believe, unique, possessing at once the charm of romance and the veracity of history. They supply a graphic, if artless, picture of the social life of one of the most interesting and dramatic periods of our national existence. The stories were not related in strict chronological sequence, but I have endeavored to arrange them in vi that way. Otherwise, I have made as few changes as possible. Out of deference to the wishes of living persons, her own and her husband's real names have been suppressed and others substituted; in the case of a few of their close personal friends, and of some whose names would not be of special historical value, the same plan has been followed.
- Autorius: Myrta Lockett Avary
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 1903
- Puslapiai: 144
- ISBN-10: 1533350698
- ISBN-13: 9781533350695
- Formatas: 20.3 x 25.4 x 0.8 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
This history was told over the tea-cups. One winter, in the South, I had for my neighbor a gentle, little brown-haired lady, who spent many evenings at my fireside, as I at hers, where with bits of needlework in our hands we gossiped away as women will. I discovered in her an unconscious heroine, and her Civil War experiences made ever an interesting topic. Wishing to share with others the reminiscences she gave me, I seek to present them here in her own words. Just as they stand, they are, I believe, unique, possessing at once the charm of romance and the veracity of history. They supply a graphic, if artless, picture of the social life of one of the most interesting and dramatic periods of our national existence. The stories were not related in strict chronological sequence, but I have endeavored to arrange them in vi that way. Otherwise, I have made as few changes as possible. Out of deference to the wishes of living persons, her own and her husband's real names have been suppressed and others substituted; in the case of a few of their close personal friends, and of some whose names would not be of special historical value, the same plan has been followed.
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