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Myrtle Reed

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born

September 27, 1874 in Illinois, The United States

died

August 17, 1911

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Myrtle Reed was an American author, poet, journalist, and philanthropist. She was the daughter of author Elizabeth Armstrong Reed and the preacher Hiram von Reed. She was born in Illinois and graduated from the West Division High School, Chicago, IL where she edited the school's newspaper called "The Voice."
Myrtle was a diagnosed insomniac with prescribed sleeping drafts. She died August 17, 1911 of an overdose of sleeping powder taken with suicidal intent in her flat, called "Paradise Flat" at 5120 Kenmore Ave., Chicago, Illinois. The following day, her suicide letter, written to her maid, Annie Larsen, was published.

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Books by Myrtle Reed

Average rating: 3.68 · 117 ratings · 24 reviews · 20 distinct works

	Lavender and Old Lace 3.42 avg rating — 33 ratings — published 1902 — 35 editions	My rating:
	A Spinner in the Sun 3.56 avg rating — 16 ratings — published 1901 — 15 editions	My rating:
	The Spinster Book 3.50 avg rating — 12 ratings — published 2007 — 7 editions	My rating:
	Old Rose and Silver 3.54 avg rating — 13 ratings — published 1909 — 21 editions	My rating:
	Master's Violin 4.20 avg rating — 10 ratings — published 2007 — 14 editions	My rating:
	A Weaver of Dreams (1911) 4.17 avg rating — 6 ratings — published 1911 — 11 editions	My rating:
	Master of the Vineyard 4.00 avg rating — 5 ratings — published 1910 — 9 editions	My rating:
	At the Sign of the Jack O' Lantern 4.00 avg rating — 6 ratings — published 2005 — 9 editions	My rating:
	Flower of the dusk 4.20 avg rating — 5 ratings — published 2007 — 9 editions	My rating:
	Threads of Grey and Gold (1913) 3.67 avg rating — 3 ratings — published 2009 — 3 editions	My rating:

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Quotes by Myrtle Reed

“The river itself portrays humanity precisely, with its tortuous windings, its accumulation of driftwood, its unsuspected depths, and its crystalline shallows, singing in the Summer sun. Barriers may be built across its path, but they bring only power, as the conquering of an obstacle is always sure to do. Sometimes when the rocks and stone-clad hills loom large ahead, and eternity itself would be needed to carve a passage, there is an easy way around. The discovery of it makes the river sing with gladness and turns the murmurous deeps to living water, bright with ripples and foam.”
― Myrtle Reed, Old Rose and Silver

tags: life , life-and-living , nature , river , rivers

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“The heart's seasons seldom coincide with the calendar. Who among us has not been made desolate beyond all words upon some golden day when the little creatures of the air and meadow were life incarnate, from sheer joy of living? Who among us has not come home, singing, when the streets were almost impassable with snow, or met a friend with a happy, smiling face, in the midst of a pouring rain?”
― Myrtle Reed, Old Rose and Silver

tags: life , life-and-living , nature , seasons