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Lazarre

Lazarre

Catherwood, Mary Hartwell
Castaigne, Andre

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ISBN10: 1162641967
ISBN13: 9781162641966
Publisher: Kessinger Pub Llc
Published: Sep 10 2010
Pages: 452
Weight: 1.32
Height: 0.91 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
Lazarre is a novel written by Mary Hartwell Catherwood. The story revolves around a young woman named Lazare, who is an orphan and lives with her aunt in a small village in France. She has a unique gift of being able to communicate with animals, which makes her stand out from the rest of the villagers. One day, Lazare meets a young man named Gaston, who is a soldier and is passing through the village. They fall in love, but their happiness is short-lived as Gaston is called back to war. Lazare is heartbroken and decides to leave the village in search of Gaston. Her journey takes her through various places, and she meets different people along the way. She also encounters various challenges and dangers, but her gift of communicating with animals helps her overcome them. As she travels, Lazare discovers the truth about her past and her family, which leads her to a shocking revelation. She eventually reunites with Gaston, but their reunion is not without its own challenges. Lazarre is a heartwarming story of love, courage, and self-discovery. It is a beautifully written novel that captures the essence of French culture and traditions.1901. The book begins: My name is Eagle, said the little girl. The boy said nothing. My name is Eagle, she repeated. Eagle de Ferrier. What is your name? Still the boy said nothing. She looked at him surprised, but checked her displeasure. He was about nine years old, while she was less than seven. By the dim light which sifted through the top of St. Bat's Church he did not appear sullen. He sat on the flagstones as if dazed and stupefied, facing a blacksmith's forge, which for many generations had occupied the north transept. A smith and some apprentices hammered measures that echoed with multiplied volume from the Norman roof; and the crimson fire made a spot vivid as blood.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.

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