The Yankee Invasion
Abstract It was at the age of eighteen, and in the autumn of the year eighteen hundred, that I first set my foot within the precincts of the ancient and far-famed city of Albany.... Ihad then just launched my “light untimbered bark” upon the ocean of life; with no guide but Providence, and with no h...
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croxfordunivpr:10.1093/oso/9780195065138.003.0004 2023-12-31T10:09:22+01:00 The Yankee Invasion Hackett, David G 1991 http://dx.doi.org/10.1093/oso/9780195065138.003.0004 https://academic.oup.com/book/chapter-pdf/52601660/isbn-9780195065138-book-part-4.pdf unknown Oxford University PressNew York, NY The Rude Hand of Innovation page 57-76 ISBN 9780195065138 9780197740972 book-chapter 1991 croxfordunivpr https://doi.org/10.1093/oso/9780195065138.003.0004 2023-12-06T08:49:47Z Abstract It was at the age of eighteen, and in the autumn of the year eighteen hundred, that I first set my foot within the precincts of the ancient and far-famed city of Albany.... Ihad then just launched my “light untimbered bark” upon the ocean of life; with no guide but Providence, and with no hand but my own to direct its course. Never shall I forget the deep feeling of loneliness that came over me when the receding headlands of my native bay disappeared in the distance, and I found myself, for the first time in my life, alone on the waters. Book Part Native Bay Oxford University Press (via Crossref) 57 76 |
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Abstract It was at the age of eighteen, and in the autumn of the year eighteen hundred, that I first set my foot within the precincts of the ancient and far-famed city of Albany.... Ihad then just launched my “light untimbered bark” upon the ocean of life; with no guide but Providence, and with no hand but my own to direct its course. Never shall I forget the deep feeling of loneliness that came over me when the receding headlands of my native bay disappeared in the distance, and I found myself, for the first time in my life, alone on the waters. |
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