Adventures and Letters of Richard Harding Davis. Richard Harding Davis

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       Richard Harding Davis

      Adventures and Letters of Richard Harding Davis

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4057664608369

Table of Contents

       CHAPTER I

       THE EARLY DAYS

       CHAPTER II

       COLLEGE DAYS

       A COMMENCEMENT IDYL

       OUR STREET

       CHAPTER III

       FIRST NEWSPAPER EXPERIENCES

       CHAPTER IV

       NEW YORK

       CHAPTER V

       FIRST TRAVEL ARTICLES

       CHAPTER VI

       THE MEDITERRANEAN AND PARIS

       ALFRED DE MUSSET EST MORT DANS CETTE MAISON

       CHAPTER VII

       FIRST PLAYS

       TAKE ME BACK TO BROADWAY, WHERE THE ORCHIDS GROW WITH APOLOGIES TO THE WESTERN DIALECT POETS

       A VOUS, JOHN DREW

       CHAPTER VIII

       CENTRAL AND SOUTH AMERICA

       CHAPTER IX

       MOSCOW, BUDAPEST, LONDON

       CHAPTER X

       CAMPAIGNING IN CUBA AND GREECE

       CHAPTER XI

       THE SPANISH-AMERICAN WAR

       CHAPTER XII

       THE BOER WAR

       CHAPTER XIII

       THE SPANISH AND ENGLISH CORONATIONS

       CHAPTER XIV

       THE JAPANESE-RUSSIAN WAR

       CHAPTER XV

       MOUNT KISCO

       CHAPTER XVI

       THE CONGO

       CHAPTER XVII

       A LONDON WINTER

       CHAPTER XVIII

       MILITARY MANOEUVRES

       CHAPTER XIX

       VERA CRUZ AND THE GREAT WAR

       CHAPTER XX

       THE LAST DAYS

CHAPTER I

       Table of Contents

THE EARLY DAYS

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      Richard Harding Davis was born in Philadelphia on April 18, 1864, but, so far as memory serves me, his life and mine began together several years later in the three-story brick house on South Twenty-first Street, to which we had just moved. For more than forty years this was our home in all that the word implies, and I do not believe that there was ever a moment when it was not the predominating influence in Richard's life and in his work. As I learned in later years, the house had come into the possession of my father and mother after a period on their part of hard endeavor and unusual sacrifice. It was their ambition to add to this home not only the comforts and the beautiful inanimate things of life, but to create an atmosphere which would prove a constant help to those who lived under its roof—an inspiration to their children that should endure so long as they lived. At the time of my brother's death the fact was frequently commented upon that, unlike most literary folk, he had