Sara Jeannette Duncan
Auteur van The Imperialist
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Sara Jeannette Duncan, also known as Mrs. Everard Cotes, was born December 22, 1861 in Brantford, Ontario. She attended Central School and later Brantford Collegiate Institute. She also attended the Toronto Normal School. She was the first female journalist to be employed full-time by the Toronto toon meer Globe. There she wrote under the name of Garth Grafton. She was also one of the first women members of the Press Gallery in Ottawa. 'The Imperalist' (1904) was considered her best novel. On July 22, 1922, she died in Ashtead, Surrey, England. (Bowker Author Biography) toon minder
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Werken van Sara Jeannette Duncan
A Voyage of Consolation (being in the nature of a sequel to the experiences of 'An American girl in London') (2011) 4 exemplaren
Two girls on a barge 3 exemplaren
The crow's-nest 1 exemplaar
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- Officiƫle naam
- Duncan, Sara Janet
- Pseudoniemen en naamsvarianten
- Cotes, Mrs. Everard
Cotes, V. Cecil
Wintergreen, Jane
Grafton, Garth - Geboortedatum
- 12-22-1861
- Overlijdensdatum
- 07-22-1922
- Graflocatie
- St. Giles Church, Ashstead, Surrey, England, UK
- Geslacht
- female
- Nationaliteit
- Canada
- Geboorteplaats
- Brantford, Ontario, Canada
- Plaats van overlijden
- Ashtead, Surrey, England, UK
- Woonplaatsen
- Washington, D.C., USA
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
London, England, UK
Simla, India
Ashstead, Surrey, England, UK - Opleiding
- Toronto Normal School
- Beroepen
- journalist
author
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- 18
- Ook door
- 3
- Leden
- 258
- Populariteit
- #88,950
- Waardering
- 3.4
- Besprekingen
- 5
- ISBNs
- 94
- Talen
- 1
In this book, Mamie Wick of Chicago, USA, travels by herself to London to see the sights, with the full approval of her family. This being the late 1800s, I was pretty floored by this specimen of independent female travel. I enjoyed the beginning of the book as Mamie sails over to England and meets a couple of people who will be instrumental to her there, but as it wandered on it lost momentum.
There were some clever quips, though, such as:
'I shall not make a single travelling acquaintance!' I said to myself as I sat down--and I must say I was disappointed... However, I said nothing, of course, and found a certain amount of comfort in my soup.
And some insightful writing that resonated with me and my memories of exploring a different country for the first time:
And he always talked very impersonally. At first this struck me as a little cold and uninterested, but afterwards I liked it. It was like drinking a very nice kind of pure cold water--after the different flavours of personality I had always been accustomed to.
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The very names on the street corners held fascination enough, and each of them gave me the separate little thrill of the altogether unexpected. I had unconsciously believed that all these names were part of the vanished past I had connected them with, forgetting that in London names endure.… (meer)