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a ladys life in the rocky mountains
- Author: isabella l isabella lucy bird
- Genre: (Isabella Lucy),1831-1904
"A Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains" by Isabella L Bird (1831 - 1904) represents a series of the author’s letters to her sister, written during her journey to Colorado. In a six-month period of time she covered over a thousand miles alone, riding a horse, often without any appointed destination. The book is actually a detailed record of this fascinating experience filled with beautiful, vivid descriptions of the scenery, the people she met, their way of life. Among others was "Rocky Mountain Jim" Nugent, a rough man, whom she portrayed as an "awful looking a ruffian as one could see”, but who became her guide and companion, and appears in the book in a romantic outlook. A well brought-up young lady, she rode through the American West, wearing Hawaiian riding dress, climbed mountains and helped with grazing.
the englishwoman in america
- Author: isabella l isabella lucy bird
- Genre: First Nations
This book was converted from its physical edition to the digital format by a community of volunteers. You may find it for free on the web. Purchase of the Kindle edition includes wireless delivery.
among the tibetans
- Author: isabella l isabella lucy bird
- Genre: Tibet
Originally published in 1894. This volume from the Cornell University Library's print collections was scanned on an APT BookScan and converted to JPG 2000 format by Kirtas Technologies. All titles scanned cover to cover and pages may include marks notations and other marginalia present in the original volume.
the golden chersonese and the way thither
- Author: isabella l isabella lucy bird
- Genre: Description and travel
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Letter n. A DELIGHTFUL CLIMATE. 35 LETTER II. The Palace, Victoria, December 29. I Like and admire Victoria. It is so pleasant to come in from the dark, misty, coarse, loud-tongued Pacific, and the December colourlessness of Japan to bright blue waters crisped by a perpetual north windto the flaming hills of the Asian mainland, which are red in the early morning, redder in the glow of noon, and pass away in the glorious sunsets through ruby and vermilion into an amethyst haze, deepening into the purple of a tropic night, when the vast expanse of sky which is seen from this high elevation is literally one blaze of stars. Though they are by no means to be seen in perfection, there are here many things that I love,rbananas, poinsettias, papayas, tree-ferns, dendrobiums, dracenas, the scarlet passionflower, the spurious banyan, date, sago, and traveller's palms, and numberless other trees and shrubs, children of the burning sun of the tropics, carefully watered and tended, but exotics after all. It is a most delightful winter climate. There has not been any rain for three months, nor will there be any for two more; the sky is cloudless, the air dry and very bracing. It is cold enough at night for fires, and autumn, clothing can be worn all the day long, for though the sun is bright and warm, the shade temperature does not rise above 65, and exercise is easy and pleasant. At nighteven at a considerable height, the lowest temperature is 40. It is impossible to praise the climate too highly, with its bright sky, cool dry air, and five months of rainless- ness, but I should write very differently if I came here four months later, when the mercury ranges from 80 to 90 both by day and night, and the cloudy sky rests ever on the summits of the island peaks, and everything is m... --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.
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