The Eyes of the World

by Harold Bell Wright

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In the changing years before the beginning of my story the woman's immediate friends and associates had moved from the neighborhood to the newer and more fashionable districts of a younger generation. In that city of her father's there were few of her old companions left. There were fewer who remembered.

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Set amid a camp in the sycamores back of an old orchard and among higher peaks, this is in California, not in the Santa Catalinas. The characters are searching for "higher things" not gold, but the story is set similarly to "Mine with the Iron Door." It's just more abstract and hasn't an exciting plot.
COPYWRIGHT 1914, SEPERATELY: HAROLD BELL WRIGHT, ELSBERY W REYNOLDS.
PUBLISHED AUGUST 1914.

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Harold Bell Wright was born in Rome, New York on May 4, 1872. Before becoming a full-time author, he was a preacher. Between 1902 and 1942 he wrote 19 books, several stage plays, and numerous magazine articles. His books include That Printer of Udell's; The Shepherd of the Hills; The Calling of Dan Matthews; The Winning of Barbara Worth; and To My show more Sons. He died of bronchial pneumonia on May 24, 1944. (Bowker Author Biography) show less

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Original title
The Eyes Of The World
Original publication date
1914
Epigraph
"I have learned
To look on Nature not as in the hour
Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes
The sad, still music of humanity,
Not harsh or grating, though of ample power
To chasten and subdue.
And I ha... (show all)ve felt,
A presence that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is in the lights of setting suns,
And the round ocean and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man.
A motion and a spirit that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thoughts,
And rolls through all things.
Therefore am I still
A lover of the meadows and the woods
And mountains.........

.......And this prayer I make,
Knowing that Nature never did betray
The heart that loved her.
'Tis her privilege
Through all the years of this one life, to lead
From joy to joy; for she can so inform
The mind that is within us--so impress
With quietness and beauty, and so feed
With lofty thoughts--that neither evil tongues,
Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men,
Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all
The dreary intercourse of daily life,
Shalt e'er prevail against us, or disturb
Our cheerful faith."

---William Wordsworth.
Dedication
To Benjamin H. Pearson
Student, Artist, Gentleman
In appreciation of the friendship that began on the "Pipe-Line Trail," at the camp in the sycamores back of the old orchard, and among the higher peaks of the San Bernar... (show all)dinos; and because this story will always mean more to him than to any one else,--this book, with all good wishes, is Dedicated.
H. B. W.
"Tecolote Rancho," April 13, 1914.
First words
It was winter---cold and snow and ice and naked trees and leaden clouds and stinging wind.
Last words
(Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)He held out his arms and she went to him.

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Fiction and Literature, General Fiction
DDC/MDS
813.4Literature & rhetoricAmerican literature in EnglishAmerican fiction in EnglishLater 19th Century 1861-1900
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PZ3 .W9324 .ELanguage and LiteratureFiction and juvenile belles lettresFiction and juvenile belles lettresFiction in English
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