Who is Thornton W. Burgess

Thornton Waldo Burgess (January 17, 1874 – June 5, 1965) was an American conservationist and author of children's stories. He was sometimes known as the Bedtime Story-Man, after his newspaper column Bedtime Stories. By the time he retired, he had written more than 170 books and 15,000 stories for the daily newspaper column.BiographyEarly life and careerBorn January 17, 1874 in Sandwich, Massachusetts, on Cape Cod, Burgess was the son of Caroline F. Haywood and Thornton W. Burgess Sr., a direct descendant of Thomas Burgess, one of the first Sandwich settlers in 1637. Thornton, Sr., died the same year his son was born, and the young Thornton, Jr. was brought up by his mother in Sandwich. They lived in humble circumstances. As a youth, he worked tending cows, picking trailing arbutus (mayfl...
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Thornton W. Burgess Poems

  • Thanksgiving Comes But Once A Year
    Thanksgiving comes but once a year,
    But when it comes it brings good cheer.
    For in my storehouse on this day
    Are piles of good things hid away....
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Away 1 Heart 1 Light 1 Song 1 Good 1 Long 1 Worry 1 Glad 1 Early 1 Year 1


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Mizflazhy: thornton w. burgess’ the adventures of poor mrs. quack
Meganyoung_1: the adventures of poor mrs. quack by thornton w. burgess
Birdssmokecigs: the adventures of unc’ billy possum - thornton w. burgess (1914)
Catdogsandcoff1: check out lightfoot the deer thornton w. burgess 1921 hardcover green forest series
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
 by John Keats

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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