Across the Plains: With Other Memories and EssaysCosimo, Incorporated, 1892 - 286 psl. "America was to me a sort of promised land; 'westward the march of empire holds its way'; the race is for the moment to the young; what has been and what is we imperfectly and obscurely know; what is to be yet lies beyond the flight of our imaginations. . . " Robert Louis Stevenson, The Amateur Emigrant Across the Plains with Other Memories and Essays (1892) by Robert Louis Stevenson is the second book in a trilogy that began with The Amateur Emigrant and ended with The Silverado Squatters and in which the author described his travels in the United States. Each of the 12 chapters is a self-contained essay that discusses a particular aspect of what Stevenson observed as he traveled by train from New York to California. They give a fascinating view of what travel was in the late Victorian period from the perspective of a Scottish visitor. |
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... farther , blindly discharged their barrowful . With my own hand , for instance , I saved the life of a child as it sat upon its mother's knee , she sitting on a box ; and since I heard of no accident , I must suppose that there were ...
... farther from the orient of Aurora and the springs of day . I thought so then , by the railroad side in Penn- sylvania , and I have thought so a dozen times . since in far distant parts of the continent . If it be an illusion it is one ...
... farther on the way ; but as I found she was furnished with a basket of eatables , I left her in the waiting - room to seek a dinner for myself . I mention this meal , not only because it was the first of which I had partaken for about ...
... farther into the land and our own happy futures . At every town the cocks were tossing their clear notes into the golden air , and crowing for the new day and the new country . For this was indeed our destination ; this was " the good ...
... . I came upon a road , and , to my surprise , a stile . A step or two farther , and , without leav- ing the woods , I found myself among trim houses . I walked through street after street , parallel and at 82 THE OLD PACIFIC CAPITAL .