Hidden Creek - Katharine Newlin Burt - Bog

Hidden Creek is a novel written by Katharine Newlin Burt. The story is set in a small town called Hidden Creek, which is nestled in the mountains of Colorado. The protagonist of the story is a young woman named Judith, who has just inherited a large estate in Hidden Creek from her grandfather. Judith is excited to start a new life in the town, but she soon discovers that the estate comes with a lot of problems.The first problem Judith encounters is the hostility of the townspeople towards her. They see her as an outsider and are suspicious of her intentions. Judith tries to win them over by being friendly and helpful, but it takes a while for them to warm up to her.The second problem Judith faces is the condition of the estate. It has been neglected for years and is in need of a lot of repairs. Judith decides to take on the task of fixing up the estate herself, but she soon realizes that it is too much for her to handle alone.In the midst of all these challenges, Judith finds solace in the beauty of the town and the natural surroundings. She also meets a young man named Jack, who becomes her friend and confidant. Together, they work on restoring the estate and building a life in Hidden Creek.Hidden Creek is a heartwarming story about a young woman's journey of self-discovery and her efforts to make a home in a new place. The novel is filled with vivid descriptions of the town and its inhabitants, and it captures the spirit of small-town life in a charming and engaging way.It was a moonlit night, as still and pure as an angel of annunciation--a night that carried tall, silver lilies in its hands. Above the small, sleepy town were lifted the circling rim of mountains and the web of blazing stars. Sylvester's son, after a few crunching steps along the icy pavement, stopped with his hand against the wall, and stood, not quite steadily, his face lifted. The whiteness sank through his tainted body and brain to the undefiled child-soul. The stars blazed awfully for Dickie, and the mountains were awfully white and high, and the air shattered against his spirit like a crystal sword. He stood for an instant as though on a single point of solid earth and looked giddily beyond earthly barriers.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.