Book Details
Title: Up a Road Slowly
Author: Irene Hunt
Illustrator: N/A
Publisher: MacDonald
Year: 1967
Impression/Edition: N/A
Cover: Hardcover and Dust Jacket in Plastic Sleeve
Pages: 152
Dimensions: L20cm xW13cm x D1.5cm
Weight: 300g
ISBN: N/A
Battle Scars:
Acceptable condition. Ex-Library book, has call-number label on spine. Dust jacket has been placed in a plastic sleeve to preserve it and then the flap has been adhered to the hardcover. There is evidence of wear to edges, corners and ends, with some stains/marks. There is a small tear at the top of the spine/rear part of the cover. Unable to fully examine the hardcover beneath, but it appears that the boards are a turquoise and there is at least some evidence of wear to edges, with crushing to ends of spine and bumping/crushing of corners. The spine appears intact and firm. Inside, the adhesive that holds the dust jacket to the hardcover is visible. There are stains/marks throughout and some yellowing and foxing to margins. It appears a library stamp on the bottom of the title page has been white-outed and it faintly persists on the rear of the page and onto the next. Structurally pages are in good shape. In the rear endpage, it can be seen where the library additions have been removed.
Don't forget to check the photos below for a visual and make sure you are happy prior to purchase. Happy to answer questions if there is information missing.
Book Content:
Winner of the Newbery Medal, 1967
Blurb -
" "We stared at one another in the blank manner of young children confronted by uncertainty. As late as the hot, dry days of August we had played with one another, but now they saw me touched with a sorrow unknown to them, and I was suddenly a stranger. Their solemn faces reflected the warning of their mothers: 'You must be very kind to Julie - very kind -'. That is how Julie Trelling looking back many years later, saw the painful beginning of her growing-up, the time when her mother died and she was sent away to live with her aunt Cordelia.
Her aunt was a schoolteacher, a precise, seemingly hard person whom at first Julie found it as impossible to understand as to love. It would have been easier for Julie with the father or the sister she adored - perhaps too easy and therefore unreal, as she discovered when her sister married and her father remarried, breaking the image she had of both of then. But with her aunt she learned to grow up, to see people as they were - the boy who shared few of her deepest feelings yet whom she loved, and the boy who loved her but whom she took too easily for granted. And in growing up she learned to understand her aunt's integrity and compassion and the real strength of her emotions.
This is a story with many threads and an exciting plot, but its finest quality is undoubtedly its portrayal of people with all their quirks and oddities, awkward corners and unexpected depths. What flattery, for instance, could equal the truth of her aunt's final verdict on Julie when someone said she should be proud of her: 'I am, Jonathan,' she said, 'within certain limits, I am quite proud of her.' ""
Book Details
Title: Up a Road Slowly
Author: Irene Hunt
Illustrator: N/A
Publisher: MacDonald
Year: 1967
Impression/Edition: N/A
Cover: Hardcover and Dust Jacket in Plastic Sleeve
Pages: 152
Dimensions: L20cm xW13cm x D1.5cm
Weight: 300g
ISBN: N/A
Battle Scars:
Acceptable condition. Ex-Library book, has call-number label on spine. Dust jacket has been placed in a plastic sleeve to preserve it and then the flap has been adhered to the hardcover. There is evidence of wear to edges, corners and ends, with some stains/marks. There is a small tear at the top of the spine/rear part of the cover. Unable to fully examine the hardcover beneath, but it appears that the boards are a turquoise and there is at least some evidence of wear to edges, with crushing to ends of spine and bumping/crushing of corners. The spine appears intact and firm. Inside, the adhesive that holds the dust jacket to the hardcover is visible. There are stains/marks throughout and some yellowing and foxing to margins. It appears a library stamp on the bottom of the title page has been white-outed and it faintly persists on the rear of the page and onto the next. Structurally pages are in good shape. In the rear endpage, it can be seen where the library additions have been removed.
Don't forget to check the photos below for a visual and make sure you are happy prior to purchase. Happy to answer questions if there is information missing.
Book Content:
Winner of the Newbery Medal, 1967
Blurb -
" "We stared at one another in the blank manner of young children confronted by uncertainty. As late as the hot, dry days of August we had played with one another, but now they saw me touched with a sorrow unknown to them, and I was suddenly a stranger. Their solemn faces reflected the warning of their mothers: 'You must be very kind to Julie - very kind -'. That is how Julie Trelling looking back many years later, saw the painful beginning of her growing-up, the time when her mother died and she was sent away to live with her aunt Cordelia.
Her aunt was a schoolteacher, a precise, seemingly hard person whom at first Julie found it as impossible to understand as to love. It would have been easier for Julie with the father or the sister she adored - perhaps too easy and therefore unreal, as she discovered when her sister married and her father remarried, breaking the image she had of both of then. But with her aunt she learned to grow up, to see people as they were - the boy who shared few of her deepest feelings yet whom she loved, and the boy who loved her but whom she took too easily for granted. And in growing up she learned to understand her aunt's integrity and compassion and the real strength of her emotions.
This is a story with many threads and an exciting plot, but its finest quality is undoubtedly its portrayal of people with all their quirks and oddities, awkward corners and unexpected depths. What flattery, for instance, could equal the truth of her aunt's final verdict on Julie when someone said she should be proud of her: 'I am, Jonathan,' she said, 'within certain limits, I am quite proud of her.' ""
