I and My Chimneyby Herman MelvilleI and my chimney, two grey-headed old smokers, reside in thecountry. We are, I may say, old settlers here; particularly myold chimney, which settles more and more every day.Though I always say, I AND MY CHIMNEY, as Cardinal Wolsey used tosay, "I AND MY KING," yet this egotistic way of speaking, whereinI take precedence of my chimney, is hereby borne out by thefacts; in everything, except the above phrase, my chimney takingprecedence of me.Within thirty feet of the turf-sided road, my chimneya huge,...　

DAVID COPPERFIELDby CHARLES DICKENSAFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED TOTHE HON. Mr. AND Mrs. RICHARD WATSON,OF ROCKINGHAM, NORTHAMPTONSHIRE.PREFACE TO 1850 EDITIONI do not find it easy to get sufficiently far away from this Book,in the first sensations of having finished it, to refer to it withthe composure which this formal heading would seem to require. Myinterest in it, is so recent and strong; and my mind is so dividedbetween pleasure and regret - pleasure in the achievement of a longdesign, regret in the separation from many companions - that I am...　

AGNES GREYAGNES GREYBy Anne Bronte1- Page 2-AGNES GREYCHAPTER I - THE PARSONAGEALL true histories contain instruction; though, in some, the treasuremay be hard to find, and when found, so trivial in quantity, that the dry,shrivelled kernel scarcely compensates for the trouble of cracking the nut.Whether this be the case with my history or not, I am hardly competent tojudge. I sometimes think it might prove useful to some, and entertaining...　

THE CRUISE OF THE JASPER B.THE CRUISE OF THEJASPER B.BY DON MARQUIS1- Page 2-THE CRUISE OF THE JASPER B.CHAPTER IA BRIGHT BLADE LEAPSFROM A RUSTY SCABBARDOn an evening in April, 191-, Clement J. Cleggett walked sedately intothe news room of the New York Enterprise with a drab-colored walking-stick in his hand. He stood the cane in a corner, changed his sober street...　

　　　The First Voyage　　CHAPTER ONE　The Courtesan　　KING OF FIRE.　King of Water.　Queen of the Muse.　I, Amalric Emilie Antero, put quill to linen on this, the second candleday of the Harvest Month, in the tenth year of the Time of the Lizard. I swear on the heads of my descendants all I write is true. I beseech thee, My Lords and My Lady, to look with favor upon this journal. Fire, light the way through dim memory. Water, nourish the fruit of my thoughts. Muse, look with kindness on my poor skills and grant me words worthy of the tale I tell. The tale of my travels to the Far Kingdoms....　

Tales of Troyby Andrew LangTALES OF TROY: ULYSSES THE SACKER OF CITIESContents:The Boyhood and Parents of UlyssesHow People Lived in the Time of UlyssesThe Wooing of Helen of the Fair HandsThe Stealing of HelenTrojan VictoriesBattle at the ShipsThe Slaying and Avenging of PatroclusThe Cruelty of Achilles, and the Ransoming of HectorHow Ulysses Stole the Luck of TroyThe Battles with the Amazons and Memnonthe Death of AchillesUlysses Sails to seek the Son of Achilles.The Valour of EurypylusThe Slaying of ParisHow Ulysses Invented the Device of the Horse of Tree...　

Lecture IIIKinship as the Basis of SocietyThe most recent researches into the primitive history ofsociety point to the conclusion that the earliest tie whichknitted men together in communities was Consanguinity or Kinship.The subject has been approached of late years from severaldifferent sides, and there has been much dispute as to what theprimitive blood-relationship implied, and how it arose; but therehas been general agreement as to the fact I have stated. The...　

　　IWORMALLY there are only two types of marine machines concerned with the discovery and recovery of oil from under the ocean floor. The first, mainly engaged in the discovery of oil, is a self-propelled vessel, sometimes of very considerable size. Apart from its towering drilling derrick, it is indistinguishable from any oceangoing cargo vessel; its purpose is to drill boreholes in areas where seismological and geological studies suggest oil may exist. The technical operation of this activity is highly plex, yet these vessels have achieved a remarkable level of success. However, they suffer 　

SHERLOCK HOLMESTHE PROBLEM OF THOR BRIDGEby Sir Arthur Conan DoyleSomewhere in the vaults of the bank of Cox and Co., at CharingCross, there is a travel-worn and battered tin dispatch-box with myname, John H. Watson, M. D., Late Indian Army, painted upon the lid.It is crammed with papers, nearly all of which are records of cases toillustrate the curious problems which Mr. Sherlock Holmes had atvarious times to examine. Some, and not the least interesting, werecomplete failures, and as such will hardly bear narrating, since no...　

SHERLOCK HOLMESTHE MUSGRAVE RITUALby Sir Arthur Conan DoyleAn anomaly which often struck me in the character of my friendSherlock Holmes was that, although in his methods of thought he wasthe neatest and most methodical of mankind, and although also heaffected a certain quiet primness of dress, he was nonetheless inhis personal habits one of the most untidy men that ever drove afellow-lodger to distraction. Not that I am in the leastconventional in that respect myself. The rough-and-tumble work in...　

White FangWhite FangJack London1- Page 2-White FangPART I2- Page 3-White FangCHAPTER I - THE TRAIL OF THE MEATDark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway. Thetrees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost,and they seemed to lean towards each other, black and ominous, in the...　

Passages from an Old Volume of Lifeby Oliver W. HolmesPAGES FROM AN OLD VOLUME OF LIFE.A COLLECTION OF ESSAYSBY OLIVER WENDELL HOLMESCONTENTS:BREAD AND THE NEWSPAPERMY HUNT AFTER "THE CAPTAIN"THE INEVITABLE TRIALCINDERS FROM ASHESTHE PULPIT AND THE PEWBREAD AND THE NEWSPAPER.(September, 1861.)This is the new version of the Panem et Circenses of the Roman populace. It is our ultimatum, as that was theirs. They must have something to eat, and the circus-shows to look at. We must have something to eat, and the papers to read....　

KANSAS WOMEN IN LITERATUREKANSAS WOMEN INLITERATUREBY NETTIE GARMER BARKER1- Page 2-KANSAS WOMEN IN LITERATURETO MY NEAREST AND DEAREST MY SILENT PARTNERSMY HUSBAND AND MY MOTHER.``We are proud of Kansas, the beautiful queen, And proud are we ofher fields of corn; But a nobler pride than these I ween, Is our pride in herchildren, Kansas born!'Ellen P. AllertonOr adopted. In this galaxy of bright women, the State has a noble...　

Latter-Day Pamphletsby Thomas CarlyleBut as yet struggles the twelfth hour of the Night. Birds of darkness are on the wing; spectres uproar; the dead walk; the living dream. Thou, Eternal Providence, wilt make the Day dawn!JEAN PAUL.Then said his Lordship, "Well. God mend all!""Nay, by God, Donald, we must help him to mend it!" said the other.RUSHWORTH (_Sir David Ramsay and Lord Rea, in 1630_).CONTENTS.I. THE PRESENT TIME II. MODEL PRISONS III. DOWNING STREET IV. THE NEW DOWNING STREET V. STUMP-ORATOR[February 1, 1850.] NO. I. THE PRESENT TIME....　

　　It was the same old rigmarole. Sometimes I found it amusing; sometimes it only bored me; sometimes it gave me a pronounced pain, especially when I had had more of Wolfe than was good for either of us.　　This time it was fairly funny at first, but it developed along regrettable lines. Mr. Jasper Pine, president of Naylor-Kerr, Inc., 914 William Street, down where a thirty-story building is a shanty, wanted Nero Wolfe to e to see him about something. I explained patiently, all about Wolfe being too lazy, too big and fat, and too much of a genius, to let himself be evoked. When Mr. Pine phoned 　

Greyfriars Bobbyby Eleanor AtkinsonI.When the time-gun boomed from Edinburgh Castle, Bobby gave a startled yelp. He was only a little country dogthe very youngest and smallest and shaggiest of Skye terriers-bred on a heathery slope of the Pentland hills, where the loudest sound was the bark of a collie or the tinkle of a sheep-bell. That morning he had come to the weekly market with Auld Jock, a farm laborer, and the Grassmarket of the Scottish capital lay in the narrow valley at the southern base of Castle Crag. Two hundred feet above it the time-gun was mounted in the half-moon battery on a