The Wandering Jew, Volume 1by Eugene SueA NOTE ON THE AUTHOR OFThe Wandering JewEUGENE SUE(1804-1857)Time and again physicians and seamen have made noteworthy reputations asnovelists. But it is rare in the annals of literature that a man trainedin both professions should have gained his greatest fame as a writer ofnovels. Eugene Sue began his career as a physician and surgeon, and thenspent six years in the French Navy. In 1830, when he returned to France,...
How to Learn Any LanguageQuickly, Easily, Inexpensively, Enjoyably and On Your OwnbyBarry FarberFounder of the Language Club/Nationally Syndicated Talk Show HostTo Bibi and Celia, for the pleasure of helping teach themtheir first language, followed by the pleasure of having themthen teach me their second!ContentsAcknowledgementsIntroductionPart I: My Story...
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 HISTORY OF THE CALIPH VATHEKTHE HISTORY OF THECALIPH VATHEK1- Page 2-THE HISTORY OF THE CALIPH VATHEKINTRODUCTIONWilliam Beckford, born in 1759, the year before the accession of KingGeorge the Third, was the son of an Alderman who became twice LordMayor of London. His family, originally of Gloucestershire, had thrivenby the plantations in Jamaica; and his father, sent to school in England,...
The Danger in Dreams Thomas Covenant was talking in his sleep. At times he knew what he was doing; the broken pieces of his voice penetrated his stupor dimly, like flickers of innocence. But he could not rouse himself-the weight of his exhaustion was too great. He babbled like millions of people before him, whole or ill, true or false. But in his case there was no one to hear. He would not have been more alone if he had been the last dreamer left alive. When the shrill demand of the phone cut through him, he woke up wailing. For a moment after he threw himself upright in bed, he c
An Empty RoadThe Wheel of Time turns, and Ages e and pass, leaving memories that bee legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth es again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to e, an Age long past, a wind rose in the Mountains of Mist. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.Born below the ever cloud-capped peaks that gave the mountains their name, the wind blew east, out across the Sand Hills, once the shore of a great ocean, before
The Life of Stephen A. Douglasby William GardnerPreface.De mortuis nil nisi bonum, (of the dead speak nothing but good), is the rule which governed the friends of Stephen A. Douglas after his death. "Of political foes speak nothing but ill," is the rule which has guided much of our discussion of him for forty years. The time has now arrived when we can study him dispassionately and judge him justly, when we can take his measure, if not with scientific accuracy, at least with fairness and honesty.Where party spirit is as despotic as it is among us, it is difficult for any man who spends his l
A heavy rain in Scotland had swollen the streams. As one of them subsided, a small bundle was left by the receding waters. This bundle contained human flesh. A search revealed more bundles. Some of them were found days apart. Apparently, many of them had been thrown from a bridge into the turbulent flood waters. Nearly a month after the first discoveries, a left foot was found on the roadside some distance from the stream bed. Nearly a week later, a right forearm with hand was discovered. All of the recoveries were, of course, in a state of advanced deposition. When the pieces were assembled
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
JUST DAVIDJUST DAVIDBY ELEANOR H.{HODGMAN} PORTER1- Page 2-JUST DAVIDCHAPTER ITHE MOUNTAIN HOMEFar up on the mountain-side stood alone in the clearing. It was roughlyyet warmly built. Behind it jagged cliffs broke the north wind, andtowered gray-white in the sunshine. Before it a tiny expanse of green...
The Bickerstaff-Partridge PapersThe Bickerstaff-Partridge PapersJonathan Swift1- Page 2-The Bickerstaff-Partridge PapersPREDICTIONS FOR THE YEAR 1708Wherein the month, and day of the month are set down, the personsnamed, and the great actions and events of next year particularly related,as will come to pass.Written to prevent the people of England from being farther imposed...
FOR GREATER THINGS: The story of Saint Stanislaus KostkaFOR GREATERTHINGS: The story ofSaint Stanislaus Kostkaby William T. Kane, S.J.PREFACEAmong Christian evidences the heroic virtue and holiness of Catholicyouth must not be overlooked. Juvenile and adolescent victories of aconspicuous kind, over the flesh, the world, and the devil, can be found inno land and in no age, except a Christian land and age, and in no Church...
DREAM DAYSDREAM DAYSBY KENNETH GRAHAME1- Page 2-DREAM DAYSTHE TWENTY-FIRST OFOCTOBERIn the matter of general culture and attainments, we youngsters stoodon pretty level ground. True, it was always happening that one of uswould be singled out at any moment, freakishly, and without regard to hisown preferences, to wrestle with the inflections of some idiotic language...
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...
MOTHERMOTHERBy OWEN WISTERTO MY FAVOURITE BROKER WITH THE EARNESTASSURANCE THAT MR. BEVERLY IS NOT MEANT FOR HIM1- Page 2-MOTHERWhen handsome young Richard Fieldhe was very handsome andvery young announced to our assembled company that if his turn shouldreally come to tell us a story, the story should be no invention of his fancy,...
Lecture VThe Chief and His OrderNothing seems to me to have been more clearly shown by recentresearches than the necessity of keeping apart the Tribe and theTribal Chief as distinct sources of positive institutions. Thelines of descent are constantly entwined, but each of them isfound to run up in the end to an independent origin. If I were toapply this assertion to political history, I should be onlyrepeating much of what has been said by Mr Freeman in his...