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First published in 1918. Allen was an American novelist and short story writer whose work often depicted the culture and dialects of his native Kentucky.

Excerpt from The Kentucky WarblerOne wet winter morning as Webster, walking beside his father, lifted his feet out of the mud and felt sorry about their shoes, he complained because there was no pavement.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to d...

Excerpt from The Sword of YouthA middle-aged woman, with a gigantic masculine frame and the face of a soldier, sat on the porch of a lonely farm-house in Central Kentucky knitting an under sized sock.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digit...

Excerpt from The Bride of the MistletoeAny one about to read this work of fiction might properly be apprised beforehand that it is not a novel: it has neither the structure nor the purpose of The Novel.It is a story. There are two characters a middle-aged married couple living in a plain farmhouse, one point on the field of human nature is located, at that point one subject is treated, in the treatment one movement is directed toward one clima...

Excerpt from Aftermath, Vol. 2: Part Second of "a Kentucky Cardinal" I went over and stood under the window. Georgiana soon returned and dropped down to me a piece of writing-paper. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconst...

Excerpt from A Kentucky Cardinal and AftermathHE first thing in life that I can remember is the fact of being caught up into somebody's arms and of owning a blue tumbler.Possibly when that gigantic person - who ever it was' seized °me by my two handles, I seized my tumbler by its one handle, and thus the glass and the caress stayed bound together in my memory as parts of the same commotion. But I can never evoke these ill-assorted beginnings o...

Excerpt from A Cathedral Singer Slowly on Morningside Heights rises the Cathedral of St. John the Divine: standing on a high rock under the Northern sky above the long wash of the untroubled sea, above the wash of the troubled waves of men. It has fit neighbors. Across the street to the north looms the many-towered gray-walled Hospital of St. Luke - cathedral of our ruins, of our sufferings and our dust, near the cathedral of our souls. Abo...

Excerpt from Summer in Arcady: A Tale of Nature This preface is a flag of war, here run up and set freely waving on the breastworks of this story. If any timorous stranger, approaching it as an unknown fortress, should hesitate in foot and courage for lack of means to discover whether it were more prudent for him to advance or to retire, he will need but to glance up at these colours. They will acquaint him at once with the real nature of the...

Excerpt from The Emblems of Fidelity: A Comedy in Letters At this point I think I can see you throw down my letter with more insight into human nature than patience with its foibles. You toss it aside and exclaim: What does this Englishman drive at? Why does he not at once say what he wants? You are right. My letter is perhaps no better than strangers' letters commonly are: coins, one side of which is stamped with your image and the other sid...

Excerpt from The Last Christmas Tree: An Idyl of Immortality Life on this earth my children, means warmth. Do not forget that: whatever else it may be, life as we know it is warmth. Every living earthly thing is on fire and every fire is perpetually going out. When the warmth, when the fire, which is within us and which is perpetually going out, goes out for good, that is the end of us. It is the end of us as far as the life which we derive f...

Excerpt from Two Gentlemen of KentuckyIt had not left the old man un scathed. Hisyounger brother had fallen early in the con¿ict, borne to the end of his brief warfare by his impetuous valor, his aged mother had sunk under the tidings of the death of her latest-born, his sister was estranged from him by his po litical differences with her husband, his old family servants, men and women, had left him, and grass and weeds had already grown over ...

Excerpt from John Gray: A Kentucky Tale of the Olden Time It was an easy path to stumble in, being one of those wagon-tracks that wound mysteriously away under the dark-green forests of Kentucky and through the pale-green thickets of tall, reed-like cane, ringed with delicate purple-blossoming pea-vine. An easy path to stumble in, with huge stumps to be ridden around, and the loops and ends of roots to be avoided. And the horse was so old, so...

Excerpt from The Blue-Grass Region of Kentucky: And Other Kentucky Articles The articles herein reprinted. From harper's and 7716 Century magazines represent work done at intervals dur ing the period that the author was writing the tales al ready published under the title of Flute and Violin. It was his plan that with each descriptive article should go a short story dealing with the same subject, and this plan was in part wrought out. Thus, ...

Excerpt from The Reign of Law: A Tale of the Kentucky Hemp FieldsSome morning when the roar of March winds is no more heard in the tossing woods, but along still brown boughs a faint, veil-like greenness runs, when every spring, welling out of the soaked earth, trickles through banks of sod unbarred by ice, before a bee is abroad under the calling sky, before the red of apple buds becomes a sign in the low orchards, or the high song of the thr...

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The Anglo-Saxon farmers had scarce conquered foot-hold, stronghold, freehold in the Western wilderness before they became sowers of hemp - with remem-brance of Virginia, with remembrance of dear ancestral Britain. Away back in the days when they lived with wife, child, flock in fron...

Excerpt from The Doctor's Christmas EveThe Doctor, Herbert and Elsie's father, our nearest neighbor, your closest friend now in middle life - do you ever tire of the Doctor and wish him away.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reco...

Excerpt from A Kentucky Cardinal In this room, then, and at this window begins the history of my outdoor life. There my impressions of the physical world took earliest shape and meaning, whatsoever un important habits of observation I may possess were there formed, directed, and rewarded, and if I have ever written anything concern ing Nature which shows the slightest knowl edge or feeling - if in far later years I have ever lingered over a p...

Excerpt from Flute and Violin: And Other Kentucky Tales and RomancesIn looking over these tales, written several years ago, the author feels like one who goes back to walk across a land that he inhabits no longer. They have for him the silence of overgrown pathways, along which feet pass never again.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a re...

Excerpt from The Choir Invisible Down it now there came in a drowsy amble an old White bob-tail horse, his polished coat shining like silver when he crossed an expanse of sunlight, fading into spectral paleness when he passed under the rayless trees, his fore top ¿oating like a snowy plume in the light wind, his unshod feet, half-covered by the fet locks, stepping noiselessly over the loamy earth, the rims of his nostrils expanding like ¿exib...

Excerpt from Chimney Corner GraduatesNot lack of schools and teach ers, nor want of books and friends, not the most despised rank or call ing, not poverty nor ill health nor deafness nor blindness, not hunger, cold, weariness, care, nor sickness of heart, have been able to keep men and women in this life from self-education.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenb...