


Quite close to the nursery window at Easney Vicarage there grew a very old pear-tree. It was so old that the ivy had had time to hug its trunk with strong rough arms, and even to stretch them out nearly to the top, and hang dark green wreaths on every bough. Some day, the children...

The Hawthorns A Story about Children has been regarded as significant work throughout human history, and in order to ensure that this work is never lost, we have taken steps to ensure its preservation by republishing this book in a contemporary format for both current and future...



"The Hawthorns" by Amy Walton is a compelling novel that epitomizes English literature, set amidst the picturesque countryside of the Victorian era. This work of fiction delves into the lives of the Hawthorns, a family residing on their rural estate, navigating the intricacies...

"The Hawthorns" by Amy Walton is a compelling novel that epitomizes English literature, set amidst the picturesque countryside of the Victorian era. This work of fiction delves into the lives of the Hawthorns, a family residing on their rural estate, navigating the intricacies...

"The Hawthorns: A Story about Children" by Amy Walton invites readers into a world where the magic of the circus intertwines with the joys and challenges of family life. This timeless juvenile fiction tale explores the heartwarming bonds of friendship and the everyday adventures...


The Hawthorns is a novel written by Amy Walton in 1887. The story revolves around a group of children living in a small village called Hawthorn. The main characters are siblings Jack and Jill, their friends Tom, Meg, and Molly, and their cousin, Lucy. The children spend their...


The Hawthorns: A Story About Children is a novel written by Amy Walton and originally published in 1887. The story revolves around a group of children who live in the English countryside and their various adventures and experiences. The main character, Lina, is a young girl who...




Quite close to the nursery window at Easney Vicarage there grew a very old pear-tree. It was so old that the ivy had had time to hug its trunk with strong rough arms, and even to stretch them out nearly to the top, and hang dark green wreaths on every bough. Some day, the children...
