{"product_id":"2940012769299","title":"Only A Girl","description":"CHAPTER\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      I. \"Only a Girl\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     II. The Story of the Ugly Duckling\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    III. Atonement\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     IV. The Sad Survivors\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      V. Undeceived\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     VI. Soul-Murder\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    VII. Departure\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                                PART II.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      I. \"Only a Woman\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     II. The Swan\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    III. The Village School\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     IV. The Guardian\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      V. Fruitless Pretensions\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     VI. Emancipation of the Flesh\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    VII. Emancipation of the Spirit\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   VIII. \"When Women hold the Reins\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     IX. Vox Populi, Vox Dei\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      X. Nowhere at Home\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     XI. Inharmonious Contrasts\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                               PART III.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      I. The Strength of Weakness\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     II. The Weakness of Strength\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    III. Silver-armed Käthchen\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     IV. Battle\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      V. Science and Faith\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     VI. Sentenced\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    VII. The Orphan\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   VIII. Blossoms on the Border of the Grave\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     IX. It is Morning again\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      X. Return\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     XI. \"Give us this Day Our Daily Bread\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    XII. The Third Power\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                              ONLY A GIRL;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                                   OR\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                       A PHYSICIAN FOR THE SOUL.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                               CHAPTER I.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                             \"ONLY A GIRL.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn a level, well-wooded country in Northern Germany, not far from an\u003cbr\u003einsignificant village, stood a distillery, such as is frequently to be\u003cbr\u003efound upon the estates of the North German nobility, and in connection\u003cbr\u003ewith it an extensive manufactory,--the estate comprising, besides, a\u003cbr\u003ekitchen-garden overgrown with weeds, a few fruit-trees overshadowing\u003cbr\u003ethe decaying remains of rustic seats long fallen to ruin, and a\u003cbr\u003edwelling-house, well built, indeed, but as neglected and dirty as its\u003cbr\u003eguardian the lean, hungry mastiff, whose empty plate and dusty jug\u003cbr\u003etestified to the length of time since the poor creature had had any\u003cbr\u003erefreshment in the oppressive heat of this July day. No one who looked\u003cbr\u003eupon this picture could doubt that the interior of the house must\u003cbr\u003ecorrespond with its cheerless outside, and that the gentle, beneficent\u003cbr\u003ehand was wanting there that keeps a house neat and orderly, cares for\u003cbr\u003ethe garden, and attends to the wants of even a dumb brute. Where such a\u003cbr\u003ehand is wanting, there is neither order nor culture, no love of the\u003cbr\u003ebeautiful, nor sometimes even of the good,--too often, indeed, no joy,\u003cbr\u003eno happiness. There was no one in the court-yard or garden; nothing was\u003cbr\u003estirring but a couple of cheeping chickens that were peeping around the\u003cbr\u003ecorner of the dog's kennel, in hopes of stray crumbs from his last\u003cbr\u003emeal. They came on cautiously, their little heads turning curiously\u003cbr\u003efrom side to side, in fear lest the dog should make his appearance; but\u003cbr\u003ehe kept in his kennel, his head resting upon his paws, and his\u003cbr\u003ebloodshot eyes blinking over the distant landscape. The hungry fowls,\u003cbr\u003egrown bolder, pecked and scratched around his plate, but vainly: there\u003cbr\u003ewas nothing to be found but dry sand.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBeside the well stood a churn, and a bench upon which lay a roll of\u003cbr\u003efresh butter, which, neglected and forgotten, was melting beneath the\u003cbr\u003esun's hot rays, and dripping down upon the weeds around. Perhaps the\u003cbr\u003estarving dog was suddenly struck by the thought how grateful this waste\u003cbr\u003ewould be to him were it only within his domain; for he started up and\u003cbr\u003eran out as far as he could from his kennel, dragging his rattling chain\u003cbr\u003ebehind him, as if to prove its length, then stood still, and finally\u003cbr\u003ebethought himself and crept back with drooping head beneath his roof.\u003cbr\u003eOutside of a window, upon the ground floor, stood a couple of dried\u003cbr\u003ecactus-plants, and several bottles of distilled herbs; the cork of one\u003cbr\u003eof them was gone, and its contents filled with flies and beetles.\u003cbr\u003eEverything, far and near, betrayed neglect and dirt; but the excuse of\u003cbr\u003epoverty was evidently wanting. The extensive stables and accommodations\u003cbr\u003efor cattle, the huge out-houses and far-stretching fields of grain\u003cbr\u003etestified to the wealth of the proprietor of the estate. A comfortable\u003cbr\u003erolling-chair standing in the court-yard, its leathern cushions rotting\u003cbr\u003ein the sun, seemed to indicate the presence of an invalid or a cripple.\u003cbr\u003eOnly the lowest and uppermost stories of the house appeared to be\u003cbr\u003einhabited; the windows of the middle floor were all closed, and so\u003cbr\u003ethickly festooned with cobwebs that they could not have been opened for\u003cbr\u003ea long time. It seemed as if the swallows wee the only creatures who\u003cbr\u003ecould find comfort in such an inhospitable mansion; their nests were\u003cbr\u003eeverywhere to be seen.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47081739321584,"sku":"2940012769299","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940012769299_p0.jpg?v=1763572485","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940012769299","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}