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Newspaper clipping "Samantha" at BellvilleEntry/Object ID
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Samantha AllenScope and Content
“Samantha.”
At Bellville, at Mrs. Green’s pleasant tea-table, it was the rare good fortune to meet Miss Hawley, better known to the reading public as “Samantha.” The author of “Samantha at the Centennial,” “Josiah Allen’s Wife,” is a lady with a pleasant, attractive face, quiet and almost child-like in its frank expression, handsome ever, very friendly, eloquent eyes, that see everything and all its peculiarities of figure and character, that comes within the range of their quiet, sweeping glances. The dark brown hair falls in kindly little curls and pretty crimps over a broad, white forehead; the smile that lights up the face at intervals display small, regular teeth, and when she speaks, just a perceptible lisp, barely perceptible, lends an additional charm to a low, soft voice. “Josiah Allen’s Wife” is Miss Hawley. Think of that with all of her wonderful lore of domestic life and incident. And stranger than all else, “Samantha” was never at the centennial! Didn’t go hear the centennial, and knows more about it and writes more about it than three-fifths of the people who were there. She lives and thinks and writes on her own farm, about five miles from Belleville; she lives ever so cozily, is a most charming neighbor, and they seem to worship her in Belleville. The critics are praising her new book “Samantha and her Wayward Partner” to the skies, and its Burlington admirers will read it with more interest, perhaps, for knowing a little gossip about its author.