One of my finds is a small book from 1847, "Susan and Edward or, A Visit to Fulton Market". I need to take a look at a map over NYC as the books begins:
Susan and Edward were two engaging little children. Their parents lived in Pearl-street, in the great city of New-York, where the houses stand close together like the rows of young peach or apple trees in a farmer's nursery. Some of the houses are two, some three, and others even four and five stories high, so that a skilful boy, with a good crossbow, could scarcely shoot an arrow over them. Pearl-street, in which they lived, is almost as crooked as the letter S, for it begins at the Battery, near Broadway, and ends in Broadway, opposite the Hospital.
In the preface (written in 1831) you can learn where to find the Market Houses in New York. I wonder if any of them still exists.
Another book for children is Stevenson's "A Child's Garden of Verses. There are already several, at least five, editions of this book at Gutenberg, last year I compared some of the illustrations in the different editions. This edition from 1919 has illustrations by Maria L. Kirk.
THREE of us afloat in the meadow by the swing,
Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea.
Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring,
And waves are on the meadow like the waves there are at sea.
Where shall we adventure, to-day that we're afloat,
Wary of the weather and steering by a star?
Shall it be to Africa, a-steering of the boat,
To Providence, or Babylon, or off to Malabar?
Hi! but here's a squadron a-rowing on the sea—
Cattle on the meadow a-charging with a roar!
Quick, and we'll escape them, they're as mad as they can be,
The wicket is the harbour and the garden is the shore.
I don't know much about trees, but they fascinate me and I love them and could not pass "Getting Acquainted with the Trees" by J. Horace McFarland from 1904.
Don't be in a hurry to choose your
Fortune is the measure of intelligence
Friendship authorizes you to say
Give us the luxuries of life
I always believed in life rather than
It is pleasant to be foolish at the
Truth is only safe when diluted
Quotes and Images From Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. is another book that I simply had to take a look at.