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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book 10 0 Browse Search
Wendell Phillips, Theodore C. Pease, Speeches, Lectures and Letters of Wendell Phillips: Volume 2 8 0 Browse Search
Laura E. Richards, Maud Howe, Florence Howe Hall, Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910, in two volumes, with portraits and other illustrations: volume 1 6 0 Browse Search
Bliss Perry, The American spirit in lierature: a chronicle of great interpreters 4 0 Browse Search
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 3 4 0 Browse Search
Francis B. Carpenter, Six Months at the White House 4 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Henry Walcott Boynton, Reader's History of American Literature 4 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life 4 0 Browse Search
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 1 4 0 Browse Search
James Parton, The life of Horace Greeley 4 0 Browse Search
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Life of women in the East. The following description, taken from a work entitled the "Egyptian Sepulchres and Syrian Shrines," written by two sisters, the Misses Beaufort, is interesting: The gayest sight we saw was the Sweet Waters of Asia, to which Lady Bulwer kindly took us, on the great day of the year — the Friday after Kourban Bairam. This is the summer Hyde Park of Constantinople — the Sweet Waters of Europe being only in fashion during the winter season; there is no beauty in the spot, save that of a few fine trees, beneath whose shade the women sit the whole day. The place was excessively crowded, and one could not have a better opoortunity of studying Turkish women; they did not seem to be enormously unlike the pictures drawn of them by those of our modern poets, who describe them as fair and modest pearls, sitting like snowdrops enclosed in one on Ward's patent sealed cases, the damp dews of the inside of the glass answering to the jealousies through which the