A hunchback artist called Rhayader moves to a lighthouse to paint the coast and the birds. He lives a lonely existence because of his appearance. The nearby village begins circulating rumours that the hunchback is magical and an ignorant girl called Frith takes a damaged snow goose to him to heal...
I found this book at a flea market last fall, and bought it with a book of Mozart’s piano sonatas for $1! At the time, all I really noticed was that it was a Paul Gallico book with a title that I didn’t recognize from my mom’s bookshelf. I didn’t realize how lucky I was with my purchase until I g...
I’ve long been obsessed with “The Three Lives of Thomasina,” the early 1960s Disney live action film about a little Scottish girl name Mary, her hardened widower veterinary father Andrew MacDhui, and Mary’s cat Thomasina, whom Mary lavishes with affection and who is unceremoniously euthanized by ...
Normally, I don't mind when a book is turned into a movie. A movie, even a bad one, usually brings a book a much wider audience. For instance, I was enticed to read All the King's Men by seeing the trailer for the Steven Zaillian-directed remake. The book is now among my favorite novels of all ti...
A new vein for Paul Gallico, but one that will not disappoint his admirers and that may well create a new audience. There is, to be sure, that competence of craftsmanship:- Gallico integrates his plot, his characters, his background into a flawless whole. But this time he has told a story of many...
The first-ever picture- book version of Paul Gallico's classic story of friendship and faith "Once there was a boy named Pepino who lived in the mountain town of Assisi. He had no mother. He had no father. He lived in a stable with his donkey, Violetta. Violetta was everything to Pepino." Then ...
A stranger comes to the city of Mageia and challenges its inhabitants with a new kind of magic - a magic that restores innocence and faith.
A delightful story of the life of Snowflake, who was "all stars and arrows, squares and triangles of ice and light". Through Snowflake's special role in the pattern of creation and life, Paul Gallico has given us a simple allegory on the meaning of life, its oneness and ultimate safety.
Responsible for cleaning the homes of the rich, Mrs Harris is a humble charlady with a knack for putting things in order wherever she goes. When, much to her surprise, she wins a trip for two beyond the Iron Curtain, she has no idea of the adventure that lies ahead of her.Ever the loyal servant, ...
She was mother to him, and father, brother, playmate, companion, and comfort. At night, in the straw of Niccolo’s stable, Pepino slept curled up close to her when it was cold, his head pillowed on her neck. Since the mountainside was a rough world for a small boy, he was s...
W. Gaskell, O.B.E., D.S.O., M.C., sat at the desk which at that moment occupied the centre of a shattered world and contemplated the most appalling and disturbing signal that had come to his attention in his entire military career. It was from the Secretary of State to the Governor of Gibraltar. ...
Toward evening it was the duty of Willie Bannock to dispose of the contents of this refuse heap consisting of waste from the hospital as well as the corpses of defunct animals that had either perished in the course of illness or were done away with at the advice of Mr. MacDhui. ...
Grims Sleeps FOR, all the way home on the Countess of Greenock, Peter and Jennie had been talking about how pleased and surprised Mr. Grims would be when he saw that they had returned and learned that they had come to stay with him for good. The pair had discussed just how...
From 1922 to 1936 he worked on the New York Daily News as sports editor, columnist and assistant managing editor. In 1936 he bought a house on top of a hill at Salcombe in South Devon and settled down for a year with a Great Dane and twenty-three assorted cats. It was in 1941 that he made his nam...
KNOPF, INC.Text copyright 1940 by the Curtis Publishing Co.Copyright renewed 1968 by Paul GallicoIllustrations copyright © 1992 by Beth PeckAll rights reserved under International and Pan-AmericanCopyright Conventions. Published in the United States byAlfred A. Knopf, Inc., New York, and simultan...
He wanted and needed to talk to him, for he respected and trusted him. He asked: “How’s Mother?” Harman Wright replied: “She’s lying down. She doesn’t want any dinner. I’m afraid she’s pretty unhappy over this.” “I’m sorry, Dad . . . I wanted to hav...
He came upon the crumpled score once more among his papers when he unpacked. He meant to show it to the choirmaster; he meant to play it for his wife and children; he meant even sometime to make an organ transcription along the lines of his improvisation. But as so often happens, life and the imm...
Enraged sounds were emerging from it. The sergeant said, “You’d better handle this, lieutenant. And maybe you ought to hold this thing with tongs. Guy named West. He’s boiling.” The lieutenant picked up his extension. “Lieutenant King speaking . . ....
I always believed that stories told by great-grandmothers must be so, for their old eyes look inward and they recall. Or perhaps when it is something that has happened in the long-ago far beyond their lifespan or even those of generations preceding them they remember things that someone before th...