She didn't even know his name...but she was about to become his bride.
Standing on the ship's deck, Kathleen O'Malley watches the land she has
called home slip from her view. She had thought she would be glad to see it
go, but regardless of the unpleasant situation she was leaving, it was at
least safe and familiar. America seems so very far away... At his prairie
farm, Donnigan Harrison anxiously awaits his bride's arrival. He has known
the wonder of a dreams fulfilled--a snug cabin, a sturdy log barn, a fine
herd of livestock, and crops in the field. But even with all that, he is
lonely. A notion that once seemed unthinkable had come to make sense, and
so he wrote a letter. But Donnigan's anticipation is overshadowed by
terrifying uncertainties: What have I done? And that question is echoed in
Kathleen's heart as she nears the port...
--This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
Standing on the ship's deck, Kathleen O'Malley watches the land she has
called home slip from her view. She had thought she would be glad to see it
go, but regardless of the unpleasant situation she was leaving, it was at
least safe and familiar. America seems so very far away... At his prairie
farm, Donnigan Harrison anxiously awaits his bride's arrival. He has known
the wonder of a dreams fulfilled--a snug cabin, a sturdy log barn, a fine
herd of livestock, and crops in the field. But even with all that, he is
lonely. A notion that once seemed unthinkable had come to make sense, and
so he wrote a letter. But Donnigan's anticipation is overshadowed by
terrifying uncertainties: What have I done? And that question is echoed in
Kathleen's heart as she nears the port...
