Out of Mulberry Street - Stories of tenement life in New York City - The Original Classic Edition. Riis Jacob
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- Издательство: Ingram(2020)
- ISBN: 9781486413935
- Страниц: 202
- Язык: Английский
- Жанры: Учебная литература, Контркультура
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This is a high quality book of the original classic edition. <p> This is a freshly published edition of this culturally important work, which is now, at last, again available to you. <p> Enjoy this classic work. These few paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside: <p> Back to the long ago wandered my thoughts: to the moss-grown beech in which I cut my name and that of a little girl with yellow curls, of blessed memory, with the first jack-knife I ever owned; to the story-book with the little fir-tree that pined because it was small, and because the hare jumped over[Pg 3] it, and would not be content though the wind and the sun kissed it, and the dews wept over it and told it to rejoice in its young life; and that was so proud when, in the second year, the hare had to go round it, because then it knew it was getting big,?Hans Christian Andersen?s story that we loved above all the rest; for we knew the tree right well, and the hare; even the tracks it left in the snow we had seen. <p> …Over yonder, where the mile-post of the old lane still stands,?in its unhonored old age become the vehicle of publishing the latest ?sure cure? to the world,?a florist, whose undenominational zeal for the holiday and trade outstrips alike distinction of creed and property, has transformed the sidewalk and the ugly railroad structure into a veritable bower, spanning it with a canopy of green, under which dwell with him, in neighborly good-will, the Young Men?s Christian Association and the Gentile tailor next door. <p> …Where the old Africa has been made over into a modern Italy, since King Humbert?s cohorts struck the up-town trail, three hundred of the little foreigners are having an uproarious time over their Christmas tree in the Children?s Aid Society?s school. <p> …In a score of such schools, from the Hook to Harlem, the sight is enjoyed in Christmas week by the men and women who, out of their own pockets, reimburse Santa Claus for his outlay, and count it a joy?as well they may; for their beneficence sometimes makes the one bright spot in lives that have suffered of all wrongs the most cruel?that of being despoiled of their childhood. <p> …They are Indians, a handful of Mohawks and Iroquois, whom some ill wind has blown down from their Canadian reservation, and left in these West-Side tenements to eke out such a living as they can weaving mats and baskets, and threading glass pearls on slippers and pin-cushions, until, one after another, they have died off and gone to happier hunting-grounds than Thompson street.