Selected pages from a lecture by Rachel Crothers titled "Construction of a Play" published in the 1928 anthology The Art of Playwriting: Lectures Delivered at the University of Pennsylvania on the Mask and Wig Foundation.
An article titled "Some Often Forgotten Aspects of the Relation of Women to the Industrial World" by Illinois State University Department of Literature faculty member Dr. J. Rose Colby excerpted from the February 4, 1908 issue of the ISU student…
In this undated and unfinished manuscript essay, Celestia R. Colby begins to explain what rights she and other 19th century women seek in American society.
Article by Illinois State University Department of Literature faculty member Dr. J. Rose Colby titled "The Girl and the Library," published in vol. 2, no. 1 of The Educational Bi-Monthly on October 1, 1907.
Five-page manuscript essay by Illinois State University Department of Literature faculty member Dr. J. Rose Colby titled "Through Literature to Life," written on November 22, 1935.
The first page of an essay in both manuscript and typescript form by Illinois State University Department of Literature faculty member Dr. J. Rose Colby titled "Training Teachers of Appreciation."
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[...] under the life giving influence of the summer
sun. Failing, totally failing in this my dearest
aspiration, my soul ["if" crossed out, "is" written above] ever filled with sorrow
and sadness, for the loss to myself and…
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Same Evening 24th
It is now nearly midnight - I've been sitting
up alone for an hour or two writing and
holding silent communion with a picture,
the shadowy face of Annie. Strange how
much of companionship I found in…
["59" crossed out, "61" written to right]
wrote half a dozen pages of foolscap to Mrs S. then
went to bed but not to sleep, for I was wakeful and
could have written all night. The spirit was still
upon me all the forenoon, but I…
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Oct 9th 1858
One year ago yesterday since I said good
bye to Annie on the cars. Wanted to write
some last night but was too "deeply, darkly,
desperately," steeped in indigo to trust myself
with a pen only for the tedium of…