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Zona Gale
Zona Gale (1874–1938) was an American author and playwright, best known for her realistic portrayals of Midwestern small-town life. She became the first woman to win the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1921 with her play "Miss Lulu Bett," which she adapted from her own novel of the same name. Gale's works often explored themes of social reform and women's independence, reflecting her involvement in the suffrage movement. In addition to her writing, she was active in politics and supported progressive causes throughout her life.
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CHAPTER I DINNER TIME As The Aloha rode gently to her buoy among the crafts in the harbour, St. George longed to proclaim in the megaphone's monstrous parody upon capital letters: "Cat-boats and house-boats and yawls, look here. You're bound to observe that this is my steam yacht. I own her—do you see? She belongs to me, St. George, who never before owned so much as a piece of...
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THE SIDE DOOR It is as if Friendship Village were to say:— "There is no help for it. A telephone line, antique oak chairs, kitchen cabinets, a new doctor, and the like are upon us. But we shall be mediæval directly—we and our improvements. Really, we are so now, if you know how to look." And are we not so? We are one long street, rambling from sun to sun, inheriting traits of the parent...
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It was in October that Mary Chavah burned over the grass of her lawn, and the flame ran free across the place where in Spring her wild flower bed was made. Two weeks later she had there a great patch of purple violets. And all Old Trail Town, which takes account of its neighbours' flowers, of the migratory birds, of eclipses, and the like, came to see the wonder. "Mary Chavah!" said most...
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