What do you think?
Rate this book
Success
The lonely station of Manzanita stood out sharp and unsightly in the keen February sunlight.
- GenresFiction
604 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1921
4 people are currently reading
8 people want to read
About the author
Samuel Hopkins Adams
152 books7 followersFrom the book jacket of "Sunrise to Sunset", (c) 1950
At seventy-nine Samuel Hopkins Adams attributes his longevity, vigor and vim to neither smoking nor drinking, except when he feels like it. This is typical of the intelligent attitude toward the vagaries of life that has maintained him through the years in which he has authored more than forty books, written countless magazine articles and, as a crusading reporter, almost single-handedly accounted for the passage of the Federal Food and Drug laws which pave protected millions of his fellow citizens.
Mr. Adams' amazing knowledge of the history of upper New York State is the result of his lifelong interest in the region in which he was born. His home is Wide Waters, on the shore of Owasco, "loveliest of the Finger Lakes." From Wide Waters he still makes forways into the surrounding countryside, attending antique-auction sales "for the purpose of sneering at the prevalent junk," which he says he wouldn't put in his open hearth Franklin stove for fear of insulting it.
A graduate of Hamilton College in Clinton, New York, class of 1891, Mr. Adams introduced football to the campus, played tackle on its first team, and won the Intercollegiate Tennis Championship. For these contributions to scholarship, his college conferred on him the degree of L.H.D. in 1926.
Adams also wrote under the pseudonym Warner Fabian.
At seventy-nine Samuel Hopkins Adams attributes his longevity, vigor and vim to neither smoking nor drinking, except when he feels like it. This is typical of the intelligent attitude toward the vagaries of life that has maintained him through the years in which he has authored more than forty books, written countless magazine articles and, as a crusading reporter, almost single-handedly accounted for the passage of the Federal Food and Drug laws which pave protected millions of his fellow citizens.
Mr. Adams' amazing knowledge of the history of upper New York State is the result of his lifelong interest in the region in which he was born. His home is Wide Waters, on the shore of Owasco, "loveliest of the Finger Lakes." From Wide Waters he still makes forways into the surrounding countryside, attending antique-auction sales "for the purpose of sneering at the prevalent junk," which he says he wouldn't put in his open hearth Franklin stove for fear of insulting it.
A graduate of Hamilton College in Clinton, New York, class of 1891, Mr. Adams introduced football to the campus, played tackle on its first team, and won the Intercollegiate Tennis Championship. For these contributions to scholarship, his college conferred on him the degree of L.H.D. in 1926.
Adams also wrote under the pseudonym Warner Fabian.
Ratings & Reviews
Friends & Following
Create a free account to discover what your friends think of this book!
Community Reviews
Displaying 1 - 2 of 2 reviews
December 27, 2022
I have the 1921 edition, which I inherited from my Mom in the '90's. And she inherited it from her Mom in the '70's, because inside the flap is Grandma Atwood's name in her handwriting. But I never read it until COVID. The most exciting thing about this fiction, now in the public domain, is that it is a racy romantic dramedy—some funny parts; a lot of tear-jerking confessions, and even a steamy scene or two. Basically, boy meets girl and they fall in love; they are separated but loyal; misunderstandings arise and they are forlorn; they get everything cleared up and live happily ever after. I rather like the writing, but then I guess I'm old-fashioned sometimes. Read it if you can find it and like romance novels! I guess Grandma Atwood did.
October 5, 2011
God, I love these books, written early last century.
You might scoff; sentence structure is quaint. You might chuckle, narrative and dialog oh-so-formal.
Tell you what. There's lot's to learn, hear?
Plot, metaphor, prose and pace. It's all there. Written by a master.
God, I love these books.
You might scoff; sentence structure is quaint. You might chuckle, narrative and dialog oh-so-formal.
Tell you what. There's lot's to learn, hear?
Plot, metaphor, prose and pace. It's all there. Written by a master.
God, I love these books.
Displaying 1 - 2 of 2 reviews