Katy Books In Publication Order
- What Katy Did (1872)
- What Katy Did at School (1873)
- What Katy Did Next (1886)
- Clover (1888)
- In The High Valley (1890)
Standalone Novels In Publication Order
- The New-Year’s Bargain (1871)
- Nine Little Goslings (1875)
- Eyebright (1879)
- A Guernsey Lily (1880)
- Little Tommy Tucker (1881)
- A Little Country Girl (1885)
- A Little Country Girlby Susan Coolidge (1885)
- One Day in a Baby’s Life (1886)
- Just Sixteen (1889)
- Two Girls (1889)
- The Day’s Message (1890)
- A Round Dozen (1892)
- Not Quite Eighteen (1894)
- A Little Knight of Labor (1899)
- The Rule of Three (1904)
Collections In Publication Order
- Mischief’s Thanksgiving (1874)
- For Summer Afternoons (1876)
- Verses (1880)
- A Few More Verses (1892)
- Rhymes and Ballads for Girls and Boys (1892)
- The Barberry Bush (1893)
- Last Verses (1906)
- A Sheaf of Stories (1906)
Non-Fiction Books In Publication Order
- A Short History of the City of Philadelphia from Its Foundation to the Present Time (1887)
- The Diary and Letters of Frances Burney, Madame D’Arblay, Volume 1 (With: Frances Burney) (1904)
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What Katy Did
The story of Katy Carr’s adventures has delighted generations of readers since its first publication in 1872. Katy, the eldest of an endearing family of five, is determined to overcome her habitual mischievousness and untidiness and become ‘ beautiful and beloved, and amiable as an angel ‘. Katy’s childhood exploits growing up in a small, late 19th century American town, and her subsequent battle to come to terms with a debilitating injury are written with great compassion and humour and continue to hold much appeal for young readers today.
What Katy Did at School
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www. million books. com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III. ON THE WAY. JHE journey from Burnet to Hillsover was a very long one. It took the greater part of three days, and as Dr. Carr was in a hurry to get back to his patients, they travelled without stopping; spending the first night on the boat, and the second on a railroad train. Papa found this tiresome; but the girls, to whom every ting was new, thought it delightful. They enjoyed their state room, with its narrow shelves of beds, as much as if it had been a baby house, and they two children playing in it. To tuck themselves away for the night in a car section seemed the greatest fun in the world. When older people fretted, they laughed. Every thing was interesting, from the telegraph poles by the wayside to the faces of their fellow passengers. It amused them to watch strange people, and make tip storiesabout them, where they were going, and what relation they could be to each other. The strange people, in their turn, cast curious glances toward the bright, happy faced sisters; but Katy and Clover did not mind that, or, in fact, notice it. They were too much absorbed to think of themselves, or the impression they were making on others. It was early on the third morning that the train, puffing and shrieking, ran into the Springfield depot. Other trains stood waiting; and there was such a chorus of snorts and whistles, and such clouds of smoke, that Katy was half frightened. Papa, who was half asleep, jumped up, and told the girls to collect their bags and books; for they were to breakfast here, and to meet Lilly Page, who was going on to Hillsover with them. ‘ Do you suppose she is here already? ‘ asked Katy, tucking the railway guide into the shawl strap, and closing her bag with a snap. ‘ Yes: we shall meet her at the Massasoit. She and her fathe…
What Katy Did Next
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www. million books. com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III. ROSE AND ROSEBUD. HIRTY SIX hours later the Albany train, running smoothly across the green levels beyond the Mill Dam, brought the travellers to Boston. Katy looked eagerly from the window for her first glimpse of the city of which she had heard so much. ‘ Dear little Boston ! How nice it is to see it again!’ she heard a lady behind her say; but why it should be called ‘little Boston’ she could not imagine. Seen from the train, it looked large, imposing, and very picturesque, after flat Burnet with its one bank down to the edge of the lake. She studied the towers, steeples, and red roofs crowding each other up the slopes of the Tri Mountain, and the big State House domecrowning all, and made up her mind that she liked the looks of it better than any other city she had ever seen. The train slackened its speed, ran for a few moments between rows of tall, shabby brick walls, and with a long, final screech of its whistle came to halt in the station house. Every one made a simultaneous rush for the door; and Katy and Mrs. Ashe, waiting to collect their books and bags, found themselves wedged into their seats and unable to get out. It was a confusing moment, and not comfortable; such moments never are. But the discomfort brightened into a sense of relief as, looking out of the window, Katy caught sight of a face exactly opposite, which had evidently caught sight of her, afresh, pretty face, with light, waving hair, pink cheeks all a dimple, and eyes which shone with laughter and welcome. It was Rose herself, not a bit changed during the years since they parted. A tall young man stood beside her, who must, of course, be her husband, Deniston Browne. ‘ There is Rose Red,’ cried Katy to Mrs. Ashe. ‘ Oh, does n’t she look dear and natural ? Do wait an…
Clover
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www. million books. com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III. THE FIRST WEDDING IN THE FAMILY. HE great job of the cake making over, a sense of leisure settled on the house. There seemed nothing left to be done which need put any one out of his or her way particularly. Katy had among her other qualities a great deal of what is called ‘ forehandedness.’ To leave things to be attended to at the last moment in a flurry and a hurry would have been intolerable to her. She firmly believed in the doctrine of a certain wise man of our own day who says that to push your work before you is easy enough, but to pull it after you is very hard indeed. All that winter, without saying much About it, for Katy did not ‘ do her thinking outside her head/’ she had been graduallymaking ready for the great event of the spring. Little by little, a touch here and a touch there, matters had been put in train, and the result now appeared in a surprising ease of mind and absence of confusion. The house had received its spring cleaning a fortnight earlier than usual, and was in fair, nice order, with freshly beaten carpets and newly washed curtains. Katy’s dresses were ordered betimes, and had come home, been tried on, and folded away ten days before the wedding. They were not many in number, but all were pretty and in good taste, for the frigate was to be in Bar Harbor and Newport for a part of the summer, and Katy wanted to do Ned credit, and look well in his eyes and those of his friends. All the arrangements, kept studiously simple, were beautifully systematized; and their very simplicity made them easy to carry out. The guest chambers were completely ready, one or two extra helpers were engaged that the servants might not be overworked, the order of every meal for the three busiest dayswas settled and written down. Each of the yo…
In The High Valley
Sarah Chauncey Woolsey 1835 1905 was an American children’s author who wrote under the pen name Susan Coolidge. She was born in Cleveland, Ohio and spent much of her childhood in New Haven Connecticut. She worked as a nurse during the American Civil War 1861 1865, after which she started to write. Woolsey never married, and resided at her family home in Newport, R.I., until her death. She is best known for her classic children’s novel What Katy Did 1872. The fictional Carr family was modelled after the author’s own, with Katy Carr inspired by Susan Sarah herself, and the brothers and sisters modelled on Coolidge’s Woolsey siblings. Two sequels follow Katy as she grows up: What Katy Did at School 1873 and What Katy Did Next 1886. Two further sequels were also published: Clover 1888 and In The High Valley 1890. Coolidge is also the author of Verses 1880 and Twilight Stories ? .
A Little Country Girlby Susan Coolidge
Sarah Chauncey Woolsey 1835 1905 was an American children’s author who wrote under the pen name Susan Coolidge. She was born in Cleveland, Ohio and spent much of her childhood in New Haven Connecticut. She worked as a nurse during the American Civil War 1861 1865, after which she started to write. Woolsey never married, and resided at her family home in Newport, R.I., until her death. She is best known for her classic children’s novel What Katy Did 1872. The fictional Carr family was modelled after the author’s own, with Katy Carr inspired by Susan Sarah herself, and the brothers and sisters modelled on Coolidge’s Woolsey siblings. Two sequels follow Katy as she grows up: What Katy Did at School 1873 and What Katy Did Next 1886. Two further sequels were also published: Clover 1888 and In the High Valley 1890.
Verses
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www. million books. com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: EASTER LILIES. ARLINGS of June and brides of summer sun, Chill pipes the stormy wind, the skies are drear ; Dull and despoiled the gardens every one : What do you here ? We looked to see your gracious blooms arise Mid soft and wooing airs in gardens green, Where venturesome brown bees and butterflies Should hail you queen. Here is no bee nor glancing butterfly; They fled on rapid wings before the snow : Your sister lilies laid them down to die, Long, long ago. And here, amid the slowly dropping rain, We keep our Easter feast, with hearts whose care Mars the high cadence of each lofty strain, Each thankful prayer. But not a shadow dims your joyance sweet, No baffled hope or memory darkly clad; You lay your whiteness at the Lord’s dear feet, And are all glad. O coward soul! arouse thee and draw near, Led by these fragrant acolytes to day ! Let their sweet confidence rebuke thy fear, Thy cold delay. Come with thy darkness to the healing light, Come with thy bitter, which shall be made sweet, And lay thy soil beside the lilies white, At His dear feet! EBB TIDE. ONG reaches of wet gras*ses sway Where ran the sea but yesterday, And white winged boats at sunset drew To anchor in the crimsoning blue. The boats lie on the grassy plain, Nor tug nor fret at anchor chain ; Their errand done, their impulse spent, Chained by an alien element, With sails unset they idly lie, Though morning beckons brave and nigh ; Like wounded birds, their flight denied, They lie, and long and wait the tide. About their keels, within the net Of tough grass fibres green and wet, A myriad thirsty creatures, pent In sorrowful imprisonment, Await the beat, distinct and sweet, Of the white waves’ returning feet. My soul their vigil joins,…
Last Verses
1906. A collection of verse by Sarah Chauncey Woolsey Susan Coolidge, who wrote magazine articles, edited and translated several works and collections of letters, composed poetry, and authored children’s books. She created one five volume series, What Katy Did, and at least sixteen other children’s books, including several collections of short stories, such as Barberry Bush and one volume of verse for young readers. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.
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