Driven Back to Eden - Roe, E P

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Résumé :
Where are the children? They can't be far away, replied my wife, looking up from her preparations for supper. Bobsey was here a moment ago. As soon as my back's turned he's out and away. I haven't seen Merton since he brought his books from school, and I suppose Winnie is upstairs with the Daggetts. I wish, my dear, you could keep the children at home more, I said, a little petulantly. I wish you would go and find them for me now, and to-morrow take my place-for just one day. Well, well, I said, with a laugh that had no mirth in it...

Biographie:
Edward Payson Roe was an American novelist, Presbyterian clergyman, gardener, and historian. Edward Payson Roe was born in the settlement of Moodna, which is now part of New Windsor, New York. He attended Williams College and the Auburn Theological Seminary. In 1862, he was appointed chaplain of the Second New York Cavalry, United States Volunteers, and in 1864, chaplain of Hampton Hospital in Virginia. From 1866 to 1874, he was pastor of the First Presbyterian Church in Highland Falls, New York. In 1874, he moved to Cornwall-On-Hudson, where he focused on fiction writing and horticulture. During the American Civil War, he published weekly letters to the New York Evangelist and later lectured on the conflict and wrote for publications. He married Anna Paulina Sands in 1863 and had a number of children. Sarah married Olympic fencer Charles T. Tatham, while Pauline married landscape painter Henry Charles Lee. His writings were well-received in their day, particularly among middle-class readers in England and America, and were translated into other European languages. Their strong moral and theological aim helped to overcome America's Puritan prejudice toward works of fiction. One of his most common criticisms was that his writing resembled sermons....

Sommaire:
only one of your wishes stands much chance of being carried out. I'll find the children now if I can without the aid of the police. Mousie, do you feel stronger to-night?...