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Text Box: "Does the reader believe it impossible to live happily, as these good people did, in a community of negroes?” The Home Angel, 1858

Home Angel, The, by L.B. Urbino (Levino Buoncuore, d. 1888) 1858       Boston, MA: Wentworth and Company. "Does the reader believe it impossible to live happily, as these good people did, in a community of negroes? Let him pray that his Christianity may be more Christ-like, and his heart so enlarged that he can take in all mankind as his brothers."  Miss Urbino took on a monstrously obscure subject in this novel about interracial marriage.  Written in the years of slavery in the United States, this is the story of Esther Le Gendre, whose  whose father was a fair-skinned count, and whose mother died as she was born.  Esther is a "mulattress", but it's difficult for her to find out her background. She meets her grandfather, a former slave, and learns that her mother was "colored". Novel is written in the elaborate language of the mid-nineteenth century, with much religious reference. Very scarce. 239 pp. 12 x 19 cm. Red cloth on board with blind-stamped and gilt design. Edges worn and  frayed, inside rear hinge cracked. "Mrs. Josie H. Lang" inscribed on front free endpaper. On second free endpaper is a small (3 x 3 cm.) enameled picture of a woman and a man, and an inscription in pencil: "Leavis Collishead G A 2nd 1869". A few light stains on pages, fair. (5705) $70.00. Fiction/Race

Text Box: Spectator; Daily entries 1711-1714,  in Eight Volumes by Joseph Addison 1744 London, England: J. & R. Tonson in the Strand.  Addison uses his marvelous education to provide daily doses of wisdom and humor to his readers over the years 1711 to 1714, in 635 entries. Originally published daily, this 1744 version includes all 635.  Entries start with an apt quotation in Latin or Greek, followed by its translation into English, and then a refreshing discourse that is delightful after four centuries.  It gives the modern reader an interesting and entertaining picture of what Englishmen were doing and thinking in the early 18th century. The daily diary of an Englishman reproduced in Vol. IV shows how Addison uses the mundane  entries of a gentleman to teach readers a lesson. 2612 pp. 10 x 17.4 cm. Eight duodecimo volumes in calf with five-ribbed spines with gilt design. Boards are worn, and three of eight have detached front or back boards, or nearly so. (V.1 front board detached, pencil notes on front pastedown; V.2  front hinge cracked; V. 4 front hinge cracked, back cover nearly detached; V. 7 front board detached, back board cracked.)  Text blocks on all are excellent. Thus overall, poor. (5277) $299.00 Printed matter.
Text Box: Addison’s Spectator—Daily Life in England, 1711-14, 8 vols.

Joseph Addison, (1672-1719) graduate of Oxford, distinguished classical scholar, author, member of Parliament, published daily Spectator essays from 1711 to 1714.

Text Box: An English Gentleman’s Journal, 1712:

MONDAY, eight o 'clock.--I put on my clothes and walked into the parlour.

Nine o 'clock, ditto--Tied my knee-strings and washed my hands.

Hours ten, eleven, and twelve.--Smoked three pipes of Virginia. Read the Supplement and Daily Courant. Things go ill in the North. Mr. Nisby's opinion thereupon.

One o 'clock in the afternoon.--Chid Ralph for mislaying my tobacco-box.

Two o 'clock.--Sat down to dinner. Mem: Too many plums and no sewet.

From three to four.--Took my afternoon's nap.

From four to six.--Walked into the fields. Wind S.S.E.

From six to ten.--At the club, Mr. Nisby's opinion about the peace.

Ten o 'clock.--Went to bed, slept sound.

TUESDAY (being holiday), eight o 'clock.--Rose as usual.

Nine o 'clock.--Washed hands and face, shaved, put on my double-soled shoes.

Ten, eleven, twelve.--Took a walk to Islington.

One.--Took a pot of Mother Cob's mild.

Between two and three.--Returned: dined on a knuckle of teal and bacon. Mem.: Sprouts wanting.

Three--Nap as usual.

From four to six.-Coffee-house. Read the news. A dish of twist. Grand Vizier strangled.

From six to ten.--At the club. Mr. Nisby's account of the great Turk.

Ten--Dream of the Grand Vizier. Broken sleep.

WEDNESDAY, eight o 'clock. --Tongue of my shoe-buckle broke. Hands, but not face.

Nine.--Paid off the butcher's bill. Mem.: To be allowed for the last leg of mutton.

Ten, eleven.--At the Coffee-house. More work in the North. Stranger in a black wig asked me how
stocks went.

From twelve to one.--Walked in the fields. Wind to the south.

From one to two.--Smoked a pipe and a half.

Two.--Dined as usual. Stomach good.

Three.--Nap broke by the falling of a pewter dish.
Mem.: Cookmaid in love, and grown careless.

From four to six.--At the coffee-house. Advice from Smyma, that the Grand Vizier was first of all strangled arid afterwards beheaded.

Six o 'clock in the evening.--Was half-an-hour in the club before anybody else came. Mr. Nisby of opinion, that the Grand Vizier was not strangled the sixth instant.

Ten at night. --Went to bed. Slept without waking till nine next morning.

THURSDAY, nine o 'clock. --Stayed within till two o'clock for Sir Timothy; who did not bring me my annuity according to his promise.

Two in the afternoon .--Sat down to dinner. Loss of appetite. Small-beer sour. Beef overcorned.

Three.--Could not take my nap.

Four and five--Gave Ralph a box on the ear. Turned off my cookmaid. Sent a message to Sir Timothy. Mem.: did not go to the club to-night. Went to bed at nine o'clock.

FRIDAY.--Passed the morning in meditation upon Sir Timothy, who was with me a quarter before twelve.

Twelve o 'clock.--Bought a new head to my cane and tongue to my buckle. Drank a glass of purl to recover appetite.

Classroom, Providence RI, ca. 1900: Orderly, well-mannered children sit absolutely still for the photographer, as the teacher and two monitors stand at the back of class.  One boy has a slight smile; everyone else is deadly serious.  You can tell that education for these youngsters over a century ago was very earnest business. General Photo Co., 151 Washington St., Providence, R.I.  20.8 x 15 cm. On heavy mat, very good photo, mat chipped on corner. (7988) $30.00. Photo/American Originals.