From the well-kept lawns, rich woodlands, and gracious halls of Abingdon Pryory, from the elegant charm of summer in London's Park Lane to the devastation of Ypres and the horror of Gallipoli, this is the story of the Grevilles - two generations of a titled British family and their servants - men...
“I do hope we get more of it by Christmas Day,” the vicar remarked. “The children do love it so.” His wish was granted. There was a heavy fall the day before Christmas Eve, deep enough in some places to block the less traveled roads. But there was no wind and little bite to the cold. Snowmen appe...
Rolling onto one side he groped for the rumpled package on the nightstand and fished out the last of the French cigarettes he had bought in Port Vendres after crossing the border. It was an obligation to the men of the O’Hara Detachment of the International Brigade to whom cigarettes had been mor...