This volume contains Robert William Chambers' 1902 novel, "The Maid-at-Arms". It is a heroic romance that tells the story of George Ormond and Dorothy Varick, two young would-be lovers living in New York during the American Revolution. Everything is thrown into chaos, however,...
"The Maid at Arms" from Robert William Chambers. American artist and fiction writer (1865-1933).
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The Maid at Arms is a historical fiction novel written by Robert W. Chambers. The story is set in France during the Hundred Years' War, and it follows the adventures of a young woman named Yolanda, who is the daughter of a nobleman. Yolanda is trained in the art of war and becomes...
We are happy to announce this classic book. Many of the books in our collection have not been published for decades and are therefore not broadly available to the readers. Our goal is to access the very large literary repository of general public books. The main contents of our...
After a hundred years the history of a great war waged by a successful nation is commonly reviewed by that nation with retrospective complacency.Distance dims the panorama; haze obscures the ragged gaps in the pageant until the long lines of victorious armies move smoothly across...
After a hundred years the history of a great war waged by a successful nation is commonly reviewed by that nation with retrospective complacency.Distance dims the panorama; haze obscures the ragged gaps in the pageant until the long lines of victorious armies move smoothly across...
After a hundred years the history of a great war waged by a successful nation is commonly reviewed by that nation with retrospective complacency.Distance dims the panorama; haze obscures the ragged gaps in the pageant until the long lines of victorious armies move smoothly across...
"Do we part here?" I asked, sorry to quit my chance acquaintance of the Johnstown highway. He nodded, yawned again, and removed his round cap of silver-fox fur to scratch his curly head. "We certainly do part at these cross-roads, if you are bound for Varicks'," he said. I waited...