The Turn of the Screwby Henry JamesThe story had held us, round the fire, sufficiently breathless,but except the obvious remark that it was gruesome, as, on ChristmasEve in an old house, a strange tale should essentially be,I remember no comment uttered till somebody happened to say that itwas the only case he had met in which such a visitation had fallenon a child. The case, I may mention, was that of an apparitionin just such an old house as had gathered us for the occasionan appearance, of a dreadful kind, to a little boy sleeping...
Father Goriotby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Ellen MarriageTo the great and illustrious Geoffroy Saint-Hilaire, a token of admiration for his works and genius. DE BALZAC.Mme. Vauquer (nee de Conflans) is an elderly person, who for the past forty years has kept a lodging-house in the Rue Nueve- Sainte-Genevieve, in the district that lies between the Latin Quarter and the Faubourg Saint-Marcel. Her house (known in the neighborhood as the Maison Vauquer) receives men and women, old and young, and no word has ever been breathed against her respectable establishment; but, at the same time, it mus
Lectures on the History of Philosophyby G W F Hegel (1805-6)Translated by E S Haldane (1892-6)Inaugural AddressPrefatory NoteIntroductionA. Notion of the History of Philosophy1. Common Ideas regarding the History of Philosophya. The History of Philosophy as an accumulation of Opinionsb. Proof of futility of Philosophical Knowledge obtained through History of Philosophyitselfc. Explanatory remarks on the diversity in Philosophies2. Explanatory remarks on the Definition of the History of Philosophy...
How to Live on Twenty-Four Hours a Dayby Arnold BennettPREFACE TO THIS EDITIONThis preface, though placed at the beginning, as a preface must be,should be read at the end of the book.I have received a large amount of correspondence concerning thissmall work, and many reviews of itsome of them nearly as longas the book itselfhave been printed. But scarcely any of thecomment has been adverse. Some people have objected to afrivolity of tone; but as the tone is not, in my opinion, at allfrivolous, this objection did not impress me; and had no weightierreproach been put forward I might almost ha
The hill people and the Mexicans arrived on the same day. It was a Wednesday, early in September 1952. The Cardinals were five games behind the Dodgers with three weeks to go, and the season looked hopeless. The cotton, however, was waist-high to my father, over my head, and he and my grandfather could be heard before supper whispering words that were seldom heard. It could be a "good crop."They were farmers, hardworking men who embraced pessimism only when discussing the weather and the crops. There was too much sun, or too much rain, or the threat of floods in the lowlands, or the rising pr
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENOLE-LUK-OIE, THE DREAM-GODby Hans Christian AndersenTHERE is nobody in the world who knows so many stories asOle-Luk-Oie, or who can relate them so nicely. In the evening, whilethe children are seated at the table or in their little chairs, hecomes up the stairs very softly, for he walks in his socks, then heopens the doors without the slightest noise, and throws a smallquantity of very fine dust in their eyes, just enough to preventthem from keeping them open, and so they do not see him. Then he...
A JOURNAL OF THE PLAGUE YEARby DANIEL DEFOEPart 1being observations or memorialsof the most remarkable occurrences,as well public as private, which happened inLondon during the last great visitation in 1665.Written by a Citizen who continuedall the while in London.Never made public beforeIt was about the beginning of September, 1664, that I, among the restof my neighbours, heard in ordinary discourse that the plague wasreturned again in Holland; for it had been very violent there, andparticularly at Amsterdam and Rotterdam, in the year 1663, whither,...
ON SENSE AND THE SENSIBLEby Aristotletranslated by J. I. Beare1HAVING now definitely considered the soul, by itself, and itsseveral faculties, we must next make a survey of animals and allliving things, in order to ascertain what functions are peculiar,and what functions are common, to them. What has been alreadydetermined respecting the soul [sc. by itself] must be assumedthroughout. The remaining parts [sc. the attributes of soul and...
When the World ShookBeing an Account of the Great Adventureof Bastin, Bickley and Arbuthnotby H. Rider HaggardDEDICATIONDitchingham, 1918.MY DEAR CURZON,More than thirty years ago you tried to protect me, then astranger to you, from one of the falsest and most malignantaccusations ever made against a writer.So complete was your exposure of the methods of those at workto blacken a person whom they knew to be innocent, that, as youwill remember, they refused to publish your analysis whichdestroyed their charges and, incidentally, revealed their...
1 The house was on Dresden Avenue in the Oak Noll section of Pasadena, a big solid cool-looking house with burgundy brick walls, a terra cotta tile roof, and a white stone trim. The front windows were leaded downstairs. Upstairs windows were of the cottage type and had a lot of rococo imitation stonework trimming around them. From the front wall and its attendant flowering bushes a half acre or so of fine green lawn drifted in a gentle slope down to the street, passing on the way an enormous deodar around which it flowed like a cool green tide around a rock. The sidewalk and the parkway w
JOB INTERVIEW Jack Torrance thought: Officious little prick. Ullman stood five-five, and when he moved, it was with the prissy speed that seems to be the exclusive domain of all small plump men. The part in his hair was exact, and his dark suit was sober but forting. I am a man you can bring your problems to, that suit said to the paying customer. To the hired help it spoke more curtly: This had better be good, you. There was a red carnation in the lapel, perhaps so that no one on the street would mistake Stuart Ullman for the local undertaker. As he listened to Ullman speak, Jack admi
Cliges: A Romanceby Chretien de TroyesTRANSLATED BY L. J. GARDINER, M.A.FROM THE OLD FRENCH OF CHRETIEN DE TROYESINTRODUCTIONIT is six hundred and fifty years since Chretien de Troyes wrotehis Cliges. And yet he is wonderfully near us, whereas he isseparated by a great gulf from the rude trouveres of the Chansonsde Gestes and from the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle, which was stilldragging out its weary length in his early days. Chretien is asrefined, as civilised, as composite as we are ourselves; hisladies are as full of whims, impulses, sudden reserves,...
The Grey BrethrenThe Grey Brethren1- Page 2-The Grey BrethrenThe Grey BrethrenSome of the happiest remembrances of my childhood are of days spentin a little Quaker colony on a high hill.The walk was in itself a preparation, for the hill was long and steepand at the mercy of the north-east wind; but at the top, sheltered by acopse and a few tall trees, stood a small house, reached by a flagged...