Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1914 edition. Excerpt: ... Empire City, Colorado Territory, DEAR ESTELLE: October, 1868. I am glad you are home again; your two years abroad have seemed so long. I presume your study days are nearly over. Mine seem to be, for the present at least. But my father says I have done well for one whose lessons have been so interrupted; for I finished algebra and philosophy before my seventeenth birthday, last March. When my sister married and went to live in Central City, there was no one here capable of taking her place in school. The little children have had a teacher; but there was no one who could hear my lessons till the minister that we have now came, and since Christmas my brother and I have recited to him. We went to his study generally, but sometimes he came to our house. On my birthday he came up in the afternoon. When he went away he handed me a note, and in it was a present of all my schooling since Christmas. I think my father sent it back to him; for I heard him talking with mother about it. Since I finished algebra, I have taken up geometry, chemistry, and rhetoric. I think I shall like them all. Twice lately the teacher has had me read Shakespeare with him. Once at our house we read for two hours. But I am sure mother did not like it; for I know she told father about it. And now the climax has happened. When I went to recite yesterday, the teacher handed me my corrected papers from the day before, and on the top was a note. I was so stupid; I thought the note was for me to give to my mother, and I asked him about it. He told me to read it; which I did; and it surely was not for mother. I ought to have told her the very first thing, and did not; but my brother did. And now it has resulted, just as I expected it would, in my lessons being "indefinitely...
