In Evelyn Everett-Green's novel "Drifted Ashore; or, A Child Without a Name", readers are transported to a captivating tale of mystery and intrigue. Set in the late 19th century, the book follows the...

In 'Eustace Marchmont: A Friend of the People' by Evelyn Everett-Green, readers are immersed in a tale that blends social commentary with a compelling narrative. The book delves into the struggles of...

"My son," spoke a gentle voice from behind the low, moss-grown wall, "we must not mourn and weep for those taken from us, as if we had no hope." Face downwards upon the newly-made mound of earth lay a...

Squib and His Friends written by Evelyn Everett-Green who was an English novelist. This book was published in 1897. And now republish in ebook format. We believe this work is culturally important in its...

It was no small act of heroism to which the boy made up his mind in those few moments. Those were lawless days, and human life was held very cheap. The band of fierce men who had believed they were carrying...

The boy stood with his head thrown back, his fair curls floating in the mountain breeze, his blue eyes, clear and bright and keen as those of a wild eaglet, fixed upon a craggy ridge on the opposite side...

It was no small act of heroism to which the boy made up his mind in those few moments. Those were lawless days, and human life was held very cheap. The band of fierce men who had believed they were carrying...

In 'The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn' by Evelyn Everett-Green, readers are taken on a thrilling adventure filled with mystery, romance, and hidden treasures. Set in the 19th century, the book follows the...

In the Wars of the Roses: A Story for the Young written by English novelist Evelyn Everett-Green. This book is one of many works by her .Published in 1901. And now republish in ebook format. We believe...

"La-ha-hoo! la-ha-hoo!" Far down the widening valley, and up the wild, picturesque ravine, rang the strange but not unmusical call. It awoke the slumbering echoes of the still place, and a hundred voices...

"Dost defy me to my face, sirrah?" "I have no desire to defy you, father, but--" "But me no 'buts,' and father me no 'fathers,'" stormed the angry old man, probably quite unconscious of the Shakespearian...