Name: Mistress of Monterey: A Story of Lost Romance in Eighteenth Century California (en Inglés)
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Author: Cowles, Joseph Robert ; Cowles, Barbora Holan ; Adams, Virginia Bartlett
ISBN: 9781491240397

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Mistress of Monterey: A Story of Lost Romance in Eighteenth Century California (en Inglés)

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Libro Físico

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Createspace

Autor

Cowles, Joseph Robert ; Cowles, Barbora Holan ; Adams, Virginia Bartlett

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

204

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

28x21.6x1.1 cm

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0.49 kg.

ISBN13

9781491240397

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Ficción histórica

Mistress of Monterey: A Story of Lost Romance in Eighteenth Century California (en Inglés)

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Eulalia Callis de Fages, a beautiful young woman from Spain, was married to the much older Pedro Fages, the soldier who became the first Governor of California. Leaving a plush life in Mexico City to make an arduous journey over sea and land by ship, mule and foot, she eventually reached Monterey to discover a primitive dusty settlement with buildings made of mud and straw.* * *She huddled into as small a bundle as she could as the lancha pulled rapidly away from the unfriendly harbor. Between the oarsmen bent to their long sweeps she could glimpse the warehouses, the ribs of a ship under construction. Her tear-filled eyes watched her lovely coach on the shore. One window sent a glancing wink as a ray of the westering sun struck its glass. The flash blinded her.She buried her face in her hands and wept for the velvet upholstery, the silver lanterns, the cushions, the twinkling wheels