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Kathleen Norris Books In Order

Novels

  1. Mother (1911)
  2. The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne (1912)
  3. Saturday’s Child (1914)
  4. The Treasure (1914)
  5. The Story of Julia Page (1915)
  6. The Heart of Rachael (1916)
  7. Martie the Unconquered (1917)
  8. The Sturdy Oak (1917)
  9. Josselyn’s Wife (1918)
  10. Sisters (1919)
  11. Harriet and the Piper (1920)
  12. The Beloved Woman (1921)
  13. Certain People of Importance (1922)
  14. Lucretia Lombard (1922)
  15. Butterfly (1923)
  16. Little Ships (1925)
  17. Barberry Bush (1927)
  18. The Foolish Virgin (1927)
  19. Beauty In Letters (1930)
  20. Margaret Yorke (1930)
  21. Passion Flower (1930)
  22. Angel in the House (1933)
  23. Manhattan Love Song (1933)
  24. Maiden Voyage (1934)
  25. Beauty’s Daughter (1935)
  26. Secret Marriage (1936)
  27. Baker’s Dozen (1938)
  28. Heartbroken Melody (1938)
  29. The Runaway (1939)
  30. Mystery House (1940)
  31. Wife For Sale (1940)
  32. Second Hand Wife (1941)
  33. The Venables (1941)
  34. Come Back to Me, Beloved (1942)
  35. Corner of Heaven (1943)
  36. The Secrets of Hillyard House (1947)
  37. High Holiday (1949)
  38. Shadow Marriage (1952)
  39. Miss Harriet Townshend (1955)
  40. Through a Glass Darkly (1957)
  41. Bubble Book (1968)
  42. Make Believe Wife (1968)
  43. Gabrielle (1969)
  44. Rose of The World (1969)
  45. The Sacrifice Years (1970)
  46. Undertow (1970)

Omnibus

Collections

  1. Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby (1913)
  2. The Works of Kathleen Norris (1920)

Plays

Non fiction

  1. Noon (1925)

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Kathleen Norris Books Overview

Mother

This is a difficult age to be a woman. The woman who aspires to raise children for the glory of God, to develop the ministry of the home, or to co labor with her husband is deemed ‘old fashioned’ or ‘unfulfilled.’ The modern lure of independence and career has bewitched an entire generation to exchange the beauty of Christian womanhood for the temporary enticements of a society at war with the family. Amidst this confusion, Kathleen Norris’s Mother is a refreshing call to sanity. Mother is the fictional tale of a young lady who leaves home and repudiates family life in the hope of finding personal fulfillment through independence and a career. She decides that home life is a poor choice in the face of life in the big city. But God dramatically changes her heart, and she realizes that wealth and position are illusory and that independence can enslave a young lady. She discovers that the greatest woman she has ever known is her Mother. Now she longs for home and for Motherhood. After reading this book, one woman wrote, ‘As I turned the last page, tears filled my eyes. I knelt by my bed and asked God to forgive me for my bitterness and my unwillingness to trust and obey Him.’ Vision Forum is pleased to offer this restored and revised version of the 1911 classic in the hope that girls will once again aspire to be like their Mothers.

The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne

A novel by Kathleen Thompson Norris, who was an American novelist, and wife of fellow writer, Charles Norris whom she wed in 1909. She was educated in a special course in the University of California and wrote many popular romance novels that some considered sentimental and honest in their prose. Norris was the highest paid female writer of her time, and many of her novels are held in high regard today. Many of her novels were set in California, particularly the San Francisco area. They feature detailed descriptions of the upperclass lifestyle. Her works include Mother 1911, The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne 1912, Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby 1913, The Treasure 1914, Saturday’s Child 1914, The Heart of Rachael 1916, Martie the Unconquered 1917, Josselyn’s Wife 1918, Harriet and the Piper 1920, The Beloved Woman 1921, Beauty’s Daughter 1935, adapted for the 1935 motion picture Navy Wife, Over at the Crowleys 1941, and The Maiden Voyage 1942.

Saturday’s Child

A novel by Kathleen Thompson Norris, who was an American novelist, and wife of fellow writer, Charles Norris whom she wed in 1909. She was educated in a special course in the University of California and wrote many popular romance novels that some considered sentimental and honest in their prose. Norris was the highest paid female writer of her time, and many of her novels are held in high regard today. Many of her novels were set in California, particularly the San Francisco area. They feature detailed descriptions of the upperclass lifestyle. Her works include Mother 1911, The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne 1912, Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby 1913, The Treasure 1914, Saturday’s Child 1914, The Heart of Rachael 1916, Martie the Unconquered 1917, Josselyn’s Wife 1918, Harriet and the Piper 1920, The Beloved Woman 1921, Beauty’s Daughter 1935, adapted for the 1935 motion picture Navy Wife, Over at the Crowleys 1941, and The Maiden Voyage 1942.

The Treasure

A novel by Kathleen Thompson Norris, who was an American novelist, and wife of fellow writer, Charles Norris whom she wed in 1909. She was educated in a special course in the University of California and wrote many popular romance novels that some considered sentimental and honest in their prose. Norris was the highest paid female writer of her time, and many of her novels are held in high regard today. Many of her novels were set in California, particularly the San Francisco area. They feature detailed descriptions of the upperclass lifestyle. Her works include Mother 1911, The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne 1912, Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby 1913, The Treasure 1914, Saturday’s Child 1914, The Heart of Rachael 1916, Martie the Unconquered 1917, Josselyn’s Wife 1918, Harriet and the Piper 1920, The Beloved Woman 1921, Beauty’s Daughter 1935, adapted for the 1935 motion picture Navy Wife, Over at the Crowleys 1941, and The Maiden Voyage 1942.

The Story of Julia Page

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The Heart of Rachael

1916. Frontispiece by Charles E. Chambers. Kathleen Norris was a writer of romantic novels and short stories that had enormous appeal, particularly to women. A favorite theme involved virtuous women grappling with moral issues, for instance, affairs with married men. Her writings were labeled as sentimental and honest. The book begins: The day had opened so brightly, in such welcome wave of April sunshine, that by mid afternoon there were two hundred players scattered over the links of the Long Island Country Club at Belvedere Bay; the men in thick plaid stockings and loose striped sweaters, the women’s scarlet coats and white skirts making splashes of vivid color against the fresh green of grass and the thick powdering of dandelions. It was Saturday, and a half holiday; it was that one day of all the year when the seasons change places, when winter is visibly worsted, and summer, with warmth and relaxation, bathing and tennis and motor trips in the moonlight, becomes again a reality. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.

Martie the Unconquered

1917. The novel begins: At about four o’clock on a windy, warm September afternoon, four girls came out of the post office of Monroe, California. They had loitered on their way in, consciously wasting time; they had spent fifteen minutes in the dark and dirty room upon an absolutely unnecessary errand, and now they sauntered forth into the village street keenly aware that the afternoon was not yet waning, and disheartened by the slow passage of time. At five they would go to Bonestell’s drug store, and sit in a row at the soda counter, and drink effervescent waters pleasingly mingled with fruit syrups and an inferior quality of ice cream. Five o’clock was the hour for sodas, neither half past four nor half past five was at all the same thing in the eyes of Monroe’s young people. After that they would wander idly toward the bridge, and separate; Grace Hawkes turning toward the sunset for another quarter of a mile, Rose Ransome opening the garden gate of the pretty, vine covered cottage near the bridge, and the Monroe girls, Sarah and Martha, in a desperate hurry now, flying up the twilight quiet of North Main Street to the long picket fence, the dark, tree shaded garden, and the shabby side doorway of the old Monroe house. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.

Josselyn’s Wife

JOSSEEYNS WIFE 1918, CHAPTER I LATIMER reached the big station just before the rain began to fall, and whisked into its gloomy depths with a smile of triumph on her pretty gipsy face. Her suit had just been pressed, and her hat was new it would have been a calamity to have them get wet. Aunt Elsie had cautioned her to carry her umbrella that morning, and Ellen had merely shaken her head the November sky was dark and low, it was true, but they were reaching the season now when they might look for snow, not rain. However, now it was raining, and she had escaped it undeservedIy. Ellen followed the line of hurrying Long Island commuters down the long arcade, her own feet adding to the unceasing crisp and shuffle of a thousand other feet. She went past the paper stand, where laden men were slapping down pennies and rushing on with hardly a perceptible pause, and where young boys and girls were buying packages of gum and chocolates, and where all the pretty girls in the world were smiling from the brilliant covers of magazines girls peeling pumpkins, in demure kitchen ginghams, and girls furred to the eyes, going to football games with pennants over their shoulders, for Thanksgiving was close at hand. And she went past the clock that was watched by so many patient and eager eyes, and the empty bootblack stand where a tired woman had established herself and her babies, and so came to the special gate among a dozen gates where a red boxed sign showed the words Express Port Washington 522. Already a hundred tired men and women, in sober wet weather clothing, were pressed against this gate, and Ellen pressed with them. She had spent the morning, as usual, at the Art Students League, but she had deliberately loitered about the city, all the afternoon, in the hope that Ellis Thorpe would join her on this train. Ellens destination was Port Wash ington, a quiet old village at the terminus of the line, but Ellis lived at Douglaston, which was a fashionable modern colony, four miles nearer New York. Ellen did not know him well they had been intro duced in the train, and never mei elsewhere. Ellis was only nineteen, still in High School, and the girl was more than three years older. But, for want of more appropriate admiration, she enjoyed his, and she made room for him beside her in the seat to night with a welcoming smile. He was a handsome boy, with rain on his thick, rough suit, and on his absurd yellow oxfords, and on his pale gray felt hat. Ellen thought him marvellously well dressed, an opinion the youth innocently shared. She knew only a few men, and she was at an age that hungers for their company. They talked only of themselves as the train tore on its noisy way. Ellen talked of her days experiences at the Art League, and her starry beauty, and the flash of her blue eyes, under the new, fur trimmed hat, and the infectious gaiety of her laugh, lent the dull subject a sudden charm. Young Thorpe was personal in his replies his was the type that renders person alities inoffensive, and Ellen flushed with amuseme*nt and pleasure, and turned from his merciless stare to smile at her own reflection in the dark car window. It was a lovely reflection. The laughing eyes were a deep Irish blue, with soft shadows and long sooty lashes accentuating their essential innocence…

Sisters

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Harriet and the Piper

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The Beloved Woman

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Certain People of Importance

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Lucretia Lombard

1922. Kathleen Norris was a writer of romantic novels and short stories that had enormous appeal, particularly to women. One of her favorite themes involved virtuous women grappling with moral issues, for instance, affairs with married men. Her writings were labeled as sentimental and honest. Lucretia Lombard begins: In the long drawing room of the stately home of Judge Samuel Curran and Bessy Emerson Curran, his wife, there reigned an utter, almost an uncanny silence. Yet there were six persons seated there, any one of whom, under ordinary circumstances, might have been considered equal to the demands of a more or less brilliant conversation. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.

The Foolish Virgin

1927. Content: Impulsive, modern Pamela Raleigh, clashes recklessly with convention. She lost the first round but came back fighting.

Passion Flower

1929. The novel begins: We ought to have a club and give three dances, Jean Redding said hopefully. Oh, two, Jean, Marian Richie protested instantly, from the floor. The other girls there were eight of them in the small, bright, pretty drawing room laughed delightedly. Oh, Marian, you’re terrible! said Betty Small. We talk of trying to get something started, and getting to know nice boys and well, getting things started, and you act as if it was all settled She was purposely being funny, and as she floundered the other all laughed again. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.

Rose of The World

1929. The novel begins: In the streaming level rays of a late April afternoon a rakish looking gray roadster turned into Old Mill Lane and worked its way carefully among the gossiping women, the baby carriages, an old wagon or two with a shabby horse drowsing between the shafts, running children, and all the disorder of a small and congested thoroughfare into which a populace, long rain bound has turned itself for the first taste of real summer warmth. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.

Undertow

A novel by Kathleen Thompson Norris, who was an American novelist, and wife of fellow writer, Charles Norris whom she wed in 1909. She was educated in a special course in the University of California and wrote many popular romance novels that some considered sentimental and honest in their prose. Norris was the highest paid female writer of her time, and many of her novels are held in high regard today. Many of her novels were set in California, particularly the San Francisco area. They feature detailed descriptions of the upperclass lifestyle. Her works include Mother 1911, The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne 1912, Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby 1913, The Treasure 1914, Saturday’s Child 1914, The Heart of Rachael 1916, Martie the Unconquered 1917, Josselyn’s Wife 1918, Harriet and the Piper 1920, The Beloved Woman 1921, Beauty’s Daughter 1935, adapted for the 1935 motion picture Navy Wife, Over at the Crowleys 1941, and The Maiden Voyage 1942.

Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby

A novel by Kathleen Thompson Norris, who was an American novelist, and wife of fellow writer, Charles Norris whom she wed in 1909. She was educated in a special course in the University of California and wrote many popular romance novels that some considered sentimental and honest in their prose. Norris was the highest paid female writer of her time, and many of her novels are held in high regard today. Many of her novels were set in California, particularly the San Francisco area. They feature detailed descriptions of the upperclass lifestyle. Her works include Mother 1911, The Rich Mrs. Burgoyne 1912, Poor, Dear Margaret Kirby 1913, The Treasure 1914, Saturday’s Child 1914, The Heart of Rachael 1916, Martie the Unconquered 1917, Josselyn’s Wife 1918, Harriet and the Piper 1920, The Beloved Woman 1921, Beauty’s Daughter 1935, adapted for the 1935 motion picture Navy Wife, Over at the Crowleys 1941, and The Maiden Voyage 1942.

Noon

NOON AN AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH BY KATHLEEN NORRIS GARDEN CITY NEW YORK DOUBLEDAY, PAGE COMPANY 1925 COPYRIGHT, 19245 1925, BY KATHLEEN NORRIS ALL RIGHTS RESERVED PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES AT THE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS, GARDEN CITY, W. T. First Edition TO TERESAS CHILDREN JIM, ROSE3S fi RY, ANT ICA THLEEN You were so tiny and she towered to Heaven Hove shall you ever measure her, how bind her, Unless our words some light through her are given, That, having lost her, you some day shall find her NOON AN AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH NOON AN AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH I FORTY years ago, in what was then Cali fornias largest city, a bank clerk upon the modest salary of three thousand dollars a year could enjoy almost all the luxuries of life. One such bank clerk, at thirty five, owned a little seven room brick house, with iron balconies and a deep garden, upon one of San Franciscos seven times seven hills, and could employ two good servants to keep his wife and his five first born children comfort able therein. These children had for their earliest memory the little iron balconies over the garden, and the garden itself, with its paths neatly outlined in white stone bottles, and the fresh salty tang of the sea, which lay i NOON at the bottom of the street, only a few blocks away. This was a simple day. Remembering the middle eighties, one remembers ones elders humming The Mikado, one remembers bustles, bonnets, tin bathtubs, smoky stoves, and much use for the word genteel. There was a general conviction that children should be repressed, silent, obedient, and industrious, and so we were perhaps, to the adult eye. But among ourselves for I was second in this group of five a busy sub life went on. My earliest recollection is of intrigue and plot. We murmured interminably together, we planned, discussed, dissected everything that went on about us. We liked or disliked, usually with violence, every caller, every casual pedlar at the gate, and we had a sort of club life among ourselves. I was the oldest girl there was an older brother, always the object of a painful and intense idolatry, and after me a sister, not two full years younger, and then two smaller brothers. The youngest of these brothers was destined to leave us, in his third hand some sturdy little year, and much later there NOON were two more children, of whom my mother used to speak lovingly as her second family Lovingly that was my mothers word. She was a tall, silent woman, who would have been beautiful in her thirties and forties to day, but who was then quite content to fade into beaded mantles and close bonnets. She never thought of cold cream or face powder, she never had her magnificent mas*ses of copper red hair touched by any other hands than her own, in her life. She was quiet, even delicate, wrapped in her children, and in her music. What she felt for her children was an actually consuming devotion and concern. She built about us a world of love. Some times she would get all five of us as close to her knees as possible, or into her arms, and amuse us with the histories of her childhood, in the floods and quicksands of a pioneer cattle ranch, or she would tell us of our irre sistible charms in babyhood. She made us feel that of all wonderful achievements the acquiring of a family of small children was the most worth while. We idolized the baby brothers and the sister, in turn and I may 3 NOON say that every one of us to this day so many worlds later has so far inherited her feeling as to become ecstatic upon the mere sight of a baby. My mother was extremely religious, and we were brought up strictly in her faith and my fathers the Roman Catholic Faith. But she was also practical in a way not common to such devotion, or perhaps my fathers sane and sunny common sense worked upon hen From the earliest days I can remember she never permitted angry words in the house, arguing, or altercation…

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