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Title: A Window in Thrums
Author: J. M. Barrie
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A WINDOW IN THRUMS
by
J. M. BARRIE
Illustrated
[Frontispiece: Photograph of J. M. Barrie]
New York
Charles Scribner's Sons
1918
Copyright, 1896, by
Charles Scribner's Sons
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I THE HOUSE ON THE BRAE
II ON THE TRACK OF THE MINISTER
III PREPARING TO RECEIVE COMPANY
IV WAITING FOR THE DOCTOR
V A HUMORIST ON HIS CALLING
VI DEAD THIS TWENTY YEARS
VII THE STATEMENT OF TIBBIE BIRSE
VIII A CLOAK WITH BEADS
IX THE POWER OF BEAUTY
X A MAGNUM OPUS
XI THE GHOST CRADLE
XII THE TRAGEDY OF A WIFE
XIII MAKING THE BEST OF IT
XIV VISITORS AT THE MANSE
XV HOW GAVIN BIRSE PUT IT TO MAG LOWNIE
XVI THE SON FROM LONDON
XVII A HOME FOR GENIUSES
XVIII LEEBY AND JAMIE
XIX A TALE OF A GLOVE
XX THE LAST NIGHT
XXI JESS LEFT ALONE
XXII JAMIE'S HOME-COMING
ILLUSTRATIONS
J. M. BARRIE . . . . . . . . . . . . _Frontispiece_
The square foot of glass where Jess sat in her chair and looked down
the brae
INTRODUCTION
When the English publishers read "A Window in Thrums" in manuscript
they thought it unbearably sad and begged me to alter the end. They
warned me that the public do not like sad books. Well, the older I
grow and the sadder the things I see, the more do I wish my books to be
bright and hopeful, but an author m
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