[1]Magistrate.
[1]Magistrate.
[2]Scullion.
[2]Scullion.
[3]Butler.
[3]Butler.
[4]Motor-car.
[4]Motor-car.
[5]Brother.
[5]Brother.
[6]Mountains.
[6]Mountains.
[7]Commission.
[7]Commission.
[8]Big House.
[8]Big House.
[9]Chat.
[9]Chat.
[10]Indian drum.
[10]Indian drum.
[11]Curtains.
[11]Curtains.
[12]Fairs.
[12]Fairs.
[13]Hindu festival.
[13]Hindu festival.
[14]Magic.
[14]Magic.
[15]Earthen receptacle.
[15]Earthen receptacle.
[16]Indian blackberry.
[16]Indian blackberry.
[17]Butter converted into oil by boiling.
[17]Butter converted into oil by boiling.
[18]With Fate lay the decision.
[18]With Fate lay the decision.
[19]Fair.
[19]Fair.
[20]Dish-cloths.
[20]Dish-cloths.
[21]Dwelling.
[21]Dwelling.
[22]Low-caste Hindus.
[22]Low-caste Hindus.
The Reproof of ChanceThe Blind AlleyThe Daughter-in-LawBaba and the Black SheepSinners AllMistress of Herself
The Reproof of Chance
The Blind Alley
The Daughter-in-Law
Baba and the Black Sheep
Sinners All
Mistress of Herself
No writer can so unfailingly summons and materialize the spirit of the weird, mysterious South Africa as can Cynthia Stockley. She is a favored medium through whom the great Dark Continent its tales unfolds.
A strange story is this, of a Karoo farm,—a hedge of Blue Aloes, a cactus of fantastic beauty, which shelters a myriad of creeping things,—a whisper and a summons in the dead of the night,—an odor of death and the old.
There are three other stories in the book, stories throbbing with the sudden, intense passion and the mystic atmosphere of the Veldt.
In this book, Maud Diver proves that she needs no Indian background against which to work a powerful and emotional drama. This novel is called by the author, "an episode of 1914," and is the story of a vigorous out-of-doors man who, severely wounded, is brought home in the early days of the war, and of the girl who is repelled by the physical imperfections of her one-time handsome and sturdy lover. The other sort of girl is also in this tale, the slacker and the pacifist. It is a strong story, admirably told by a master novelist.
"Desmond's Daughteris an Anglo-Indian novel of much more than ordinary importance. As a study of a complex character it has remarkable power.... Mrs. Diver understands the English officer thoroughly and does not spare his weaknesses; but that she appreciates his good points is shown in her true and vivid story of the Tirah Campaign. It is this which gives the book the right to be regarded as an historical novel of first importance; and there is no more striking illustration of our methods of governing and holding our Indian Empire than this stimulating and convincing story."—Aberdeen Free Press.
"Desmond's Daughteris an Anglo-Indian novel of much more than ordinary importance. As a study of a complex character it has remarkable power.... Mrs. Diver understands the English officer thoroughly and does not spare his weaknesses; but that she appreciates his good points is shown in her true and vivid story of the Tirah Campaign. It is this which gives the book the right to be regarded as an historical novel of first importance; and there is no more striking illustration of our methods of governing and holding our Indian Empire than this stimulating and convincing story."—Aberdeen Free Press.
"The present War is not mentioned in these pages; yet the spirit of England at war is in them, the spirit of those clean-cut young Englishmen, who know so well how to die.... There is more than entertainment in Mrs. Diver's books; more than serious interest, though they have much of both. In them speaks England's faith in her sons and daughters; in the qualities which have made her race great and powerful and fit to endure."New York Tribune.
"The present War is not mentioned in these pages; yet the spirit of England at war is in them, the spirit of those clean-cut young Englishmen, who know so well how to die.... There is more than entertainment in Mrs. Diver's books; more than serious interest, though they have much of both. In them speaks England's faith in her sons and daughters; in the qualities which have made her race great and powerful and fit to endure."New York Tribune.
There were two of them—as unlike as two men could be. Sir Eustace, big, domineering, haughty, used to sweeping all before him with the power of his personality.
The other was Stumpy, small, insignificant, quiet, with a little limp.
They clashed over the greatest question that may come to men—the love of a girl.
She took Sir Eustace just because she could not help herself—and was swept ahead on the tide of his passion.
And then, when she needed help most—on the day before the wedding—Stumpy saved her—and the quiet flame of his eyes was more than the brute power of his brother.
How did it all come out? Did she choose wisely? Is Greatheart more to be desired than great riches? The answer is the most vivid and charming story that Ethel M. Dell has written in a long time.