Cyclopadia of American Literature, Volume 2

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T. E. Zell, 1881
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Contents

C
82
HANNAH F
88
The Ship Canal from the Atlantic to the Pacific
97
S G GOODRICH
110
FRANCIS PATRICK KENRICK
116
THOMAS COLE
125
JACOB B MOORE
132
ALBERT G GREENE
145
WILLIAM LEGGETT
152
Isolation of the American Colonies a Promotion
161
RALPH WALDO EMERSON
172
The Humble
184
Love and Thought from May Day
190
SUMNER LINCOLN FAIRFIELD
198
JOHN K MITCHELL
204
LYDIA MARIA CHILD
210
WILLIAM CROSWELL
216
HORACE BUSHNELL
219
GEORGE DENISON PRENTICE
225
GEORGE W BETHUNE
231
THEODORE S
240
JOIN R BARTLETT
246
The Two Types from Reason in Religion
252
JAMES H HAMMOND
261
JAMES OTIS ROCKWELL
267
Saturday Afternoon
274
160
281
161
289
162
297
163
305
EDWARD S GOULD
307
164
313
LUCRETIA MARIA
324
HERMANN ERNST LUDEWIG
330
HENRY REED
335
167
337
Spring is Coming
341
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE
355
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES
367
172
377
SAMUEL TYLER
382
JAMES H PERKINS
390
The Haunted Palace
405
CHARLES PINCKNEY SUMNER
411
177
417
ROBERT T CONRAD
418
WILLIAM INGRAHAM
426
ALFRED B STREET
434
The Spirit of Jefferson
442
CHARLES WENTWORTH UPHAM
448
WILLIAM HAYNE SIMMONSJAMES WRIGHT
455
FRANCES SARGENT OSGOOD
456
182
457
P HAMILTON MYERS
464
THE ACADEMY
477
FRANCIS BOWEN
483
Portrait and Autograph of Charles
495
SYLVESTER JUDD
499
LOUIS LEGRAND NOBLE
508
Voices of the Dead from The Crown of Thorns
515
Residence of J T Headley
522
Portrait and Autograph of Elizabeth
531
192
537
MARY E HEWITT
539
CHARLES DEANE
545
Autograph of A J Downing
546
JOHN WARD DEAN
552
Portrait and Autograph of Anna
553
ANNE CHARLOTTE BOTTA
559
JOHN BIGELOW
560
Cheap Enough
565
Portrait and Autograph of Epes
569
PHILIP PENDLETON
571

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