Grandfather's Chair
โ Scribed by Nathaniel Hawthorne
- Book ID
- 110783297
- Publisher
- The Floating Press
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 104 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781776597352
- ASIN
- B073XMGK3K
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
Hook younger readers on early American history with this engaging collection of interlinked stories from literary master Nathaniel Hawthorne. Using a recurring motif of a beautifully crafted antique chair, Hawthorne weaves together tales of the founding days of New England and the United States.
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