Memoirs of a Midget

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Contents

Introduction

Lyndsey

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Beechwood

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Wanderslore

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Lyme Regis

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

London

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-Six

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty-One

Chapter Forty-Two

Chapter Forty-Three

Monk's House

Chapter Forty-Four

Chapter Forty-Five

Chapter Forty-Six

Chapter Forty-Seven

Chapter Forty-Eight

Chapter Forty-Nine

Wanderslore (2)

Chapter Fifty

Chapter Fifty-One

Chapter Fifty-Two

Chapter Fifty-Three

Chapter Fifty-Four

Lyndsey (2)

Chapter Fifty-Five and Last

Memoirs of a Midget


BY THE SAME AUTHOR

THE THREE
MULLA-MULGARS

Illustrated by Dorothy P. Lathrop.

"The story concerns the adventures of three monkeys of royal blood ... a tale of strange creatures and strange landscapes, of adventures and misadventures in faery forests. One of those rare books that everyone will love.

"Miss Lathrop's illustrations have placed her, at a bound, in the first rank of American imaginative illustrators."

Chicago Evening Post.

Boxed, $4.00 net at all bookshops

NEW YORK: ALFRED A. KNOPF



COPYRIGHT, 1922, BY
WALTER DE LA MARE

Published, January, 1922

 

Set up and printed by the Veil-Ballon Co., Binghamton, N. Y.
Paper furnished by W. F. Etherington & Co., New York, N. Y.
Bound by the Plimpton Press, Norwood, Mass.

MANUFACTURED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA


TO THE MEMORY OF MY MOTHER


A wild beast there is in Ægypt, called orix, which the Ægyptians say, doth stand full against the dog starre when it riseth, looketh wistly upon it, and testifieth after a sort by sneesing, a kind of worship....

Philemon Holland.

'Did'st thou ever see a lark in a cage? Such is the soul in the body: this world is like her little turf of grass; and the heaven o'er our heads, like her looking-glass, only gives us a miserable knowledge of the small compass of our prison....'

John Webster.

'Provoke them not, fair sir, with tempting words; the heavens are gracious....'

Thomas Kyd.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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