{ "item_title" : "The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 18, No. 110, December, 1866", "item_author" : [" Various "], "item_description" : "T he Atlantic Monthly, Volume 18, No. 110, December, 1866 by Various is a magazine collection that encompasses literature, science, art, and politics, written in the late 19th century. This volume includes essays and articles that explore a variety of topics relevant to the socio-political context of the time, such as the life and contributions of Rev. John Pierpont, as well as reflections on broader cultural issues. The magazine serves as a window into the intellectual and literary landscape of its era, providing insights into contemporary thought and the arts. At the start of this volume, the editor pays tribute to John Pierpont, a prominent figure in New England religious and reform movements, who passed away recently at the age of 82. The text details his achievements as a poet, preacher, reformer, and lecturer, alongside personal anecdotes and reflections shared by a friend, illustrating the complexity of his character and the impact he had on those around him. The narrative captures Pierpont's journey through various vocations, his struggles and triumphs, and the legacy he left behind-a blend of admiration, nostalgia, and historical context that frames the opening of this literary magazine.S oon after Fanny's funeral, Miss Mehitable told me she had found out who the lady was that wished for my painting at the fair. Her niece had pointed her out as she drove by in a barouche; and it was Miss Dudley. My second copy was begun in the last fortnight of Fanny's life, as she slept and I sat beside her. I had not then had time, nor since had heart, to go on with it. But now, seeing an opportunity to do something more to fulfil her wishes and to do anything for Miss Dudley, I took up my task again, and quickly finished it. Then, still unsatisfied, I roamed through the woods, and along the shore, to gather specimens of the native plants, insects, and shells that seemed to me most like the foreign ones that I had copied, and grouped and painted and framed them like the first. The Doctor left both for me at Miss Dudley's gate, with this inscription on the envelope: A little offering of great gratitude, from a sister of Fanny Morne. I suppose, by the way, this is one source of the satisfaction that some real mourners find in wearing mourning, as they say, for the dead,-a vague longing, like mine, after they have passed beyond human care, to do or sacrifice still something more for them. ", "item_img_path" : "https://covers3.booksamillion.com/covers/bam/9/79/824/089/9798240898594_b.jpg", "price_data" : { "retail_price" : "44.99", "online_price" : "44.99", "our_price" : "44.99", "club_price" : "44.99", "savings_pct" : "0", "savings_amt" : "0.00", "club_savings_pct" : "0", "club_savings_amt" : "0.00", "discount_pct" : "10", "store_price" : "" } }

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