Phemie Frost's Experiences. Ann S. Stephens

THE LANTERN.

       LI. MRS. GRANT'S RECEPTION.

       LII. REPRESENTATIVE WOMEN.

       LIII. A LITERARY PARTY.

       LIV. DRESSING FOR A PARTY.

       LV. FOREIGN MINISTERS.

       LVI. GOOD CLOTHES.

       LVII. THE PARTY OF THE SEASON.

       LVIII. DOWN THE POTOMAC.

       LIX. MOUNT VERNON.

       LX. MR. GREELEY'S NOMINATION.

       LXI. WOMEN AND THINGS.

       LXII. A TRIP TO ANNAPOLIS.

       LXIII. AMONG THE CADETS.

       LXIV. AMERICAN AUTHORS.

       LXV. THE STATUE OF SHAKESPEARE.

       LXVI. RACING DRESSES.

       XLVII. THE FIRST HORSE-RACE.

       LXVIII. OFF AGAIN.

       LXIX. THE STEEPLE-CHASE.

       LXX. PREPARING FOR SEA.

       LXXI. YACHT-RACING.

       LXXII. MUSIC THAT IS MUSIC.

       LXXIII. HUBBISHNESS.

       LXXIV. THUNDERS OF MUSIC.

       LXXV. SARATOGA TRUNKS.

       LXXVI. THE DOLLY VARDEN.

       LXXVII. STARTING FOR LONG BRANCH.

       LXXVIII. THAT HAIR-TRUNK.

       LXXIX. AT THE BRANCH.

       LXXX. THE RACE-COURSE.

       LXXXI. CLIMBING SEA CLIFF.

       LXXXII. FIGHTING FOR THE BODY.

       LXXXIII. LIONS AND LAMBS.

       LXXXIV. EXPERIENCES.

       LXXXV. THE SECOND DAY.

       LXXXVI. THE BLACKSMITH'S CONVERSION.

       LXXXVII. THAT OVATION OF FIRE.

       LXXXVIII. LET HIM GO.

       LXXXIX. DONE UP IN A HURRY.

       CHAPTER XC. THE YELLOW FLAG.

       CHAPTER XCI. THE MAN THAT SAVED ME.

       XCII. PLEASURE BAY.

       CHAPTER XCIII. NETTING CRABS.

       CHAPTER XCIV. EXTRA POLITENESS.

       CHAPTER XCV. THE CLAM-BAKE.

       CHAPTER XCVI. THAT CLAM BAKE.

       XCVII. ONE HOUR OF HEAVEN.

       XCVI. C. O. D.

       XCVII. TAKEN IN.

PREFACE.

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      Thistle down, thistle down, cast to the wind

       So lightly and wildly, you scarcely can find

       A glimpse of it here, or a gleam of it there,

       As it trembles, a silvery mist, on the air.

      Like the wide thorny leaves whence the mother root threw

       Up its crown of rich purple, bejewelled with dew,

       These feathery nothings, barbed, sparsely, with seeds,

       Must struggle for life with the brambles and weeds.

PHŒMIE FROST'S EXPERIENCES.

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