CINDERELLA,OR THE LITTLE GLASS SLIPPERONCE there was a gentleman who married, for hissecond wife, the proudest and most haughty woman thatwas ever seen. She had, by a former husband, twodaughters of her own humor, who were, indeed, exactlylike her in all things. He had likewise, by another wife,a young daughter, but of unparalleled goodness andsweetness of temper, which she took from her mother, who wasthe best creature in the world.No sooner were the ceremonies of the wedding over butthe mother-in-law began to show herself in her true colors....　

David Hume1742OF ESSAY WRITINGThe elegant part of mankind, who are not immersed in theanimal life, but employ themselves in the operations of the mind,may be divided into the and . The learned...　

TIMOLEON411?-337 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenIT was for the sake of others that I first commenced writingbiographies; but I find myself proceeding and attaching myself to itfor my own; the virtues of these great men serving me as a sort oflooking-glass, in which I may see how to adjust and adorn my own life.Indeed, it can be compared to nothing but daily living and associatingtogether; we receive, as it were, in our inquiry, and entertain each...　

Book of Nonsenseby Edward LearThere was an Old Derry down Derry,Who loved to see little folks merry;So he made them a Book,And with laughter they shook,At the fun of that Derry down Derry!TO THE GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN,GRAND-NEPHEWS, AND GRAND-NIECESOF EDWARD, 13th EARL OF DERBY,THIS BOOK OF DRAWINGS AND VERSES(The greater part of which were originallymade and composed for their parents,)IS DEDICATED BY THE AUTHOR,EDWARD LEAR1.There was an Old Man with a beard,...　

附：【本作品来自互联网,本人不做任何负责】内容版权归作者所有。Chapter 1The Creature in the ShopMy name is Dr Frederick Treves. I am a doctor at the London Hospital. One day in 1884, I saw a picture in the window of a shop near the hospital. I stopped in front of the shop and looked at the picture. At first I felt interested, then I felt angry, then afraid. It was a horrible, ugly picture. There was a man in the picture, but he did not look like you and me. He did not look like a man. He looked like an elephant.I read the writing under the picture. It said：Come in and see the Elephant Man. 2 pence. I opened the door and wen　

Palace of the Alhambra.TO THE traveller imbued with a feeling for the historical andpoetical, so inseparably intertwined in the annals of romanticSpain, the Alhambra is as much an object of devotion as is the Caabato all true Moslems. How many legends and traditions, true andfabulous; how many songs and ballads, Arabian and Spanish, of love andwar and chivalry, are associated with this oriental pile! It was theroyal abode of the Moorish kings, where, surrounded with the splendorsand refinements of Asiatic luxury, they held dominion over what they...　

The ChimesThe Chimes1- Page 2-The ChimesCHAPTER I - First Quarter.HERE are not many people - and as it is desirable that a story- tellerand a story-reader should establish a mutual understanding as soon aspossible, I beg it to be noticed that I confine this observation neither toyoung people nor to little people, but extend it to all conditions of people:little and big, young and old: yet growing up, or already growing down...　

Evergreensby Jerome K. JeromeThey look so dull and dowdy in the spring weather, when the snow dropsand the crocuses are putting on their dainty frocks of white and mauveand yellow, and the baby-buds from every branch are peeping withbright eyes out on the world, and stretching forth soft little leavestoward the coming gladness of their lives. They stand apart, so coldand hard amid the stirring hope and joy that are throbbing all aroundthem.And in the deep full summer-time, when all the rest of nature dons itsrichest garb of green, and the roses clamber round the porch, and the...　

Painted Windowsby Elia W. PeattieWill you come with me into the chamber of memoryand lift your eyes to the painted windows where the figuresand scenes of childhood appear? Perhaps by looking withkindly eyes at those from out my past, long wished-forvisions of your own youth will appear to heal the woundsfrom which you suffer, and to quiet your stormy andrestless heart.CONTENTSI NIGHTII SOLITUDEIII FRIENDSHIPIV FAMEV REMORSEVI TRAVELPAINTED WINDOWSINIGHTYOUNG people believe very littlethat they hear about the compen-...　

THE SON OF TARZANby Edgar Rice BurroughsTO HULBERT BURROUGHSChapter 1The long boat of the Marjorie W. was floating down the broad Ugambi with ebb tide and current. Her crew were lazily enjoying this respite from the arduous labor of rowing up stream. Three miles below them lay the Marjorie W. herself, quite ready to sail so soon as they should have clambered aboard and swung the long boat to its davits. Presently the attention of every man was drawn from his dreaming or his gossiping to the northern bank of the river. There, screaming at them in a cracked falsetto and with skinny arms out　

On Our Selectionby Steele Rudd (Arthur Hoey Davis)PIONEERS OF AUSTRALIA!To You "Who Gave Our Country Birth;"to the memory of Youwhose names, whose giant enterprise, whose deeds offortitude and daringwere never engraved on tablet or tombstone;to You who strove through the silences of the Bush-landsand made them ours;to You who delved and toiled in loneliness throughthe years that have faded away;to You who have no place in the history of our Countryso far as it is yet written;to You who have done MOST for this Land;to You for whom few, in the march of settlement, in the turmoil...　

The White Mollby Frank L. PackardCONTENTSCHAPTERI. NIGHT IN THE UNDERWORLDII. SEVEN-THREE-NINEIII. ALIAS GYPSY NANIV. THE ADVENTURERV. A SECOND VISITORVI. THE RENDEZVOUSVII. FELLOW THIEVESVIII. THE CODE MESSAGEIX. ROOM NUMBER ELEVENX. ON THE BRINKXI. SOME OF THE LESSER BREEDXII. CROOKS vs. CROOKSXIII. THE DOOR ACROSS THE HALLXIV. THE LAME MANXV. IN THE COUNCIL CHAMBERXVI. THE SECRET PANEL...　

Chapter X of Volume II (Chap. 33)MORE than once did Elizabeth in her ramble within the Park, unexpectedly meet Mr. Darcy. She felt all the perverseness of the mischance that should bring him where no one else was brought; and to prevent its ever happening again, took care to inform him at first that it was a favourite haunt of hers. How it could occur a second time, therefore, was very odd! Yet it did, and even a third. It seemed like wilful ill-nature, or a voluntary penance, for on these occasions it was not merely a few formal enquiries and an awkward pause and then away, but he actuall　

A Smaller History of Greeceby William SmithCONTENTS.CHAPTER I . . Geography of Greece.CHAPTER II . . Origin of the Greeks, and the Heroic Age.CHAPTER III . . General Survey of the Greek People.National Institutions.CHAPTER IV . . Early History of Peloponnesus and Sparta tothe end of the Messenian Wars, B.C. 668.CHAPTER V . . Early History of Athens down to theEstablishment of Democracy by Clisthenes,B.C. 510.CHAPTER VI . . The Greek Colonies.CHAPTER VII . . The Persian Wars.From the Ionic Revolt to...　

Dona PerectaBy Benito Perez GaldosTranslated by Mary J. SerranoINTRODUCTIONThe very acute and lively Spanish critic who signs himself Clarin, and is known personally as Don Leopoldo Alas, says the present Spanish novel has no yesterday, but only a day-before-yesterday. It does not derive from the romantic novel which immediately preceded that: the novel, large or little, as it was with Cervantes, Hurtado de Mendoza, Quevedo, and the masters of picaresque fiction.Clarin dates its renascence from the political revolution of 1868, which gave Spanish literature the freedom necessary to the ficti　

Second AprilEdna St. Vincent MillayTOMY BELOVED FRIENDCAROLINE B. DOWCONTENTSSPRING INLANDCITY TREES TO A POET THAT DIED YOUNGTHE BLUE-FLAG IN THE BOG WRAITHJOURNEY EBBEEL-GRASS ELAINEELEGY BEFORE DEATH BURIALTHE BEAN-STALK MARIPOSAWEEDS THE LITTLE HILLPASSER MORTUUS EST DOUBT NO MORE THAT OBERONPASTORAL LAMENT...