The stories did not seem to me to touch life. […] They left me with the impression of a well-delivered stereopticon lecture, with characters about as life-like as the shadows on the screen, and whisking on and off, at the mercy of the operator.
“Omigosh,” I gasped, unladylikely.
The peripatetics issue forth to indulge in the usual vespertine locomotion; and stroll gently down the aristocratic Chesnut and up the sedate and solid-seeming Mulberry, or vice versa.
During the Civil War, many Kentuckians found themselves fighting their own family members.
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