Sue Anderson

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American in the Making, the Life Story of an Immigrant

American in the Making, the Life Story of an Immigrant

“The sweat-shop was for me the cradle of liberty. . . It was my first university.” Attending lectures and the New York theatre at night; by day sewing sleeves into shirts in a ghetto shop, Marcus Eli Ravage (1884-1965) began his transformation from...

Art of Landscape Painting in Oil Colour

Art of Landscape Painting in Oil Colour

Sketching from Nature, Equipment, Colour, Composition, Trees, Skies, Grass, Reflections, Distance -- chapters rich with timeless oil painting advice by a master landscape artist, Sir Alfred East. East had an exceptional ability to capture the...

Days on the Road: Crossing the Plains in 1865

Days on the Road: Crossing the Plains in 1865

“We had spent almost all our money for toll, ferrying and other expenses on the road. It might be a serious matter to be in a strange place without money . . . There is nothing we can spare so well as Dick. . . . It would not do to be sentimental...

Deportation Cases of 1919-1920

Deportation Cases of 1919-1920

The study here presented embodies the findings of an investigation into the recent [1919-1920] deportations of persons deemed to be unlawfully in the country. . . Its purpose is to call public attention to practices that are inconsistent with the...

My Mother and I

My Mother and I

Elizabeth Stern was two and a half years old, when her family emigrated from Poland to Pittsburgh. My Mother and I is the story of Stern's Americanization and how it ultimately alienated her from her parents. Stern's father had been a small village...

Rough Notes Taken During Some Rapid Journeys Across the Pampas and Among the Andes

Rough Notes Taken During Some Rapid Journeys Across the Pampas and Among the Andes

“Galloped on with no stopping, but merely to change horses until five o’clock in the evening—very tired indeed, but . . . saw fresh horses in the corral, and resolved to push on. At half-past seven, after having galloped a hundred and fifty-three...