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The Girl at Cobhurst by Frank R. Stockton, Fiction, Literary, Fantasy by Frank Richard Stockton

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The Girl at Cobhurst by Frank R. Stockton, Fiction, Literary, Fantasy

by Frank Richard Stockton

Of Cobhurst, the place which was to be their home, Miriam knew absolutely nothing, but Ralph had heard his mother talk about her visits to her uncle, and, in his mind, the name Cobhurst had always called up visions of wide halls and lofty chambers, broad piazzas, sunny slopes and lawns, green meadows, and avenues bordered with tall trees -- a grand estate in fact, with woods full of nuts, streams where a boy could fish, and horses that he might ride.

Fiction Fantasy
Author Frank Richard Stockton
Published 2004
Format Print edition

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About The Girl at Cobhurst by Frank R. Stockton, Fiction, Literary, Fantasy

Of Cobhurst, the place which was to be their home, Miriam knew absolutely nothing, but Ralph had heard his mother talk about her visits to her uncle, and, in his mind, the name Cobhurst had always called up visions of wide halls and lofty chambers, broad piazzas, sunny slopes and lawns, green meadows, and avenues bordered with tall trees -- a grand estate in fact, with woods full of nuts, streams where a boy could fish, and horses that he might ride. Had these ideas existed in Miriam's mind, the brother and sister would have visited Cobhurst the day after he brought her the letter from the lawyer; but her conceptions of the place were vague and without form, except when she associated it with the homes of girls she had visited. But as none of these suited her very well, she preferred to fall back upon chaotic anticipation. "When I think of Cobhurst," she wrote to her brother, "I smell marigolds, and think of rather poor blackberries that you pick from bushes. Please do not put in your letters anything that you know about it, for I would rather see everything for myself."

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