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Atherton and other tales

Mary Russell Mitford · 1854 · Scanned text

140,030 words · about 9 h 48 min to read

Period artwork: Interior of the Bodleian Library, 1845
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Licence: PDM · British Library Digitised Books dataset db14 (doi 10.21250/db14) marks the OCR texts CC Public Domain Mark 1.0 (c. 1510-c. 1900 publications); text+metadata JSONL release doi 10.23636/r7w6-zy15 is CC0 1.0. Public Domain Mark is a status label, not a new copyright licence. · Digitised by the British Library (with Microsoft). Text: British Library Digitised Books, CC Public Domain Mark 1.0.

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About this book

Author
Mary Russell Mitford
Language
English
Published
1854
Length
140,030 words · about 9 h 48 min
Sections
4 reader sections
Text
Scanned text, read from page scans by OCR; may contain errors
Rights
Public Domain Mark 1.0

 

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Front matter

A. A . Æ^^D •ms am/ C^t6^K.a^ ATHERTON, AND OTHER TALES. BY MARY RUSSELL MITFORD, AUTHOR OF "OUR VILLAGE." IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL. I. LONDON : HURST AND BLACKETT, PUBLISHERS, SUCCESSORS TO HEKRT COLBURN, 13, GREAT MARLBOROUGH STREET. 1854. M. S. JIYERS, PRINTER, 22, TAVISTOCK STREET, COVENT GARDEN. TO HER DEAR FRIEND, LADY BUSSELL, WHOSE SYMPATHY HAS CHEERED THE PAINFULLEST HOUR, AS HER COMPANIONSHIP HAS GLADDENED THE BRIGHTEST, THIS TALE, WRITTEN BENEATH THE SHADOW OF HER OWN BEAUTIFUL SWALLOWFIELD, IS MOST RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED BY THE AUTHOR. PEEFACE. The mere plan of Atherton — the bare outline of the story — has lain for many years in my mind as a book to be Avritten some day or other, and it would probably have passed away unexecuted, with other intentions good or bad, had not a proposal to gather together, at the same time, though in a separate form, my dramatic works, and some short prose tales, brought this old scheme to my recollection. My offer to attempt this, the longest narrative on which I have ventured, was

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