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Cinderella(1901), by S. R. Crockett, novel (illustrations) (in English)
Crockett, S. R. (Author)
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Cinderella(1901), by S. R. Crockett, novel (illustrations) (in English) - Crockett, S. R.
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Synopsis "Cinderella(1901), by S. R. Crockett, novel (illustrations) (in English)"
Excerpt from Cinderella The child is not a pretty child. She is brown-skinned like her father, and has her mother's wide mouth! This was the dictum spoken authoritatively by Hester's aunt as, suddenly grown shy and awkward, that trembling mite stood clutching a corner of her clean pinafore with one hand, while the forefinger of the other went up rustically to.He was born at Duchrae, Balmaghie, Kirkcudbrightshire, on 24 September 1859, the illegitimate son of dairymaid Annie Crocket. He was raised on his grandfather's Galloway farm, won a bursary to Edinburgh University in 1876, and graduated from there during 1879. After some years of travel, he became in 1886 minister of Penicuik. During that year he produced his first publication, Dulce Cor (Latin: Sweet Heart), a collection of verse under the pseudonym Ford Brereton. He eventually abandoned the Free Church ministry for full-time novel-writing in 1895.The success of J. M. Barrie and the Kailyard school of sentimental, homey writing had already created a demand for stories in Lowland Scots, when Crockett published his successful story of The Stickit Minister in 1893.It was followed by a rapidly produced series of popular novels frequently featuring the history of Scotland or his native Galloway. Crockett made considerable sums of money from his writing and was a friend and correspondent of R. L. Stevenson, but his later work has been criticised as being over-prolific and feebly sentimental.
