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S. Frances (Susie Frances) Harrison
Susie Frances Harrison (1859–1935) was a Canadian poet, novelist, and music critic known for her contributions to Canadian literature in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Writing under the pseudonym "Seranus," she published poetry collections like "The Tents of Shem" (1889) and "Pine, Rose and Fleur de Lis" (1891), blending romantic and nationalist themes. She also wrote novels, including "The Forest of Bourg-Marie" (1898), which focused on Canadian settings and characters. Harrison was a prominent figure in the Canadian literary scene and worked to promote Canadian culture through her work in both poetry and music criticism.
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Crowded Out. I am nobody. I am living in a London lodging-house. My room is up three pair of stairs. I have come to London to sell or to part with in some manner an opera, a comedy, a volume of verse, songs, sketches, stories. I compose as well as write. I am ambitious. For the sake of another, one other, I am ambitious. For myself it does not matter. If nobody will discover me I must discover myself....
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CHAPTER I THE HOLY WATERS "…… the sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion." In a country of cascades, a land of magnificent waterfalls, that watery hemisphere which holds Niagara and reveals to those who care to travel so far north the unhackneyed splendours of the Labrador, the noble fall of St. Ignace, though only second or third in size, must ever rank first in all that makes for...
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