The Golden Sayings of EpictetusIAre these the only works of Providence within us? What wordssuffice to praise or set them forth? Had we but understanding,should we ever cease hymning and blessing the Divine Power, bothopenly and in secret, and telling of His gracious gifts? Whetherdigging or ploughing or eating, should we not sing the hymn toGod:Great is God, for that He hath given us such instruments to tillthe ground withal:Great is God, for that He hath given us hands and the power ofswallowing and digesting; of unconsciously growing and...　

RECOLLECTIONS OF THE PRIVATE LIFE OF NAPOLEON, V12BY CONSTANTPREMIER VALET DE CHAMBRETRANSLATED BY WALTER CLARK1895CONTENTS:CHAPTER XXIV. to CHAPTER XXXI.CHAPTER XXIV.After the brilliant successes obtained by the Emperor in such a shorttime, and with forces so exceedingly inferior to the great masses of theenemy, his Majesty, realizing the necessity of allowing his troops totake a rest of some days at Troyes, entered into negotiations for anarmistice with the Prince von Schwarzenberg.At this juncture it was announced to the Emperor that General Blucher,...　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENA CHEERFUL TEMPERby Hans Christian AndersenFROM my father I received the best inheritance, namely a "goodtemper." "And who was my father?" That has nothing to do with the goodtemper; but I will say he was lively, good-looking round, and fat;he was both in appearance and character a complete contradiction tohis profession. "And pray what was his profession and his standingin respectable society?" Well, perhaps, if in the beginning of a...　

The Childrenby Alice MeynellContentsFellow Travellers with a Bird, I.Fellow Travellers with a Bird, II.Children in MidwinterThat Pretty PersonOut of TownExpressionUnder the Early StarsThe Man with Two HeadsChildren in BurlesqueAuthorshipLettersThe FieldsThe Barren ShoreThe BoyIllnessThe Young ChildrenFair and BrownReal ChildhoodFELLOW TRAVELLERS WITH A BIRD, I.To attend to a living child is to be baffled in your humour,disappointed of your pathos, and set freshly free from all the pre-occupations. You cannot anticipate him. Blackbirds, overheard year...　

Of Commerceby David HumeThe greater part of mankind may be divided into two classes;that of shallow thinkers, who fall short of the truth; and thatof abstruse thinkers, who go beyond it. The latter class are byfar the most rare: and I may add, by far the most useful andvaluable. They suggest hints, at least, and start difficulties,which they want, perhaps, skill to pursue; but which may producefine discoveries, when handled by men who have a more just way ofthinking. At worst, what they say is uncommon; and if it shouldcost some pains to comprehend it, one has, however, the pleasure...　

The Consulby Richard Harding DavisFor over forty years, in one part of the world or another, old manMarshall had, served his country as a United States consul. He hadbeen appointed by Lincoln. For a quarter of a century that fact washis distinction. It was now his epitaph. But in former years, aseach new administration succeeded the old, it had again and againsaved his official head. When victorious and voraciousplace-hunters, searching the map of the world for spoils, dug outhis hiding-place and demanded his consular sign as a reward for ayounger and more aggressive party worker, the ghost o　

History of the Impeachment of Andrew Johnson, President of theUnited Statesby Edmund G. RossPREFACE.Little is now known to the general public of the history of the attempt to remove President Andrew Johnson in 1868, on his impeachment by the House of Representatives and trial by the Senate for alleged high crimes and misdemeanors in office, or of the causes that led to it. Yet it was one of the most important and critical events, involving possibly the gravest consequences, in the entire history of the country.The constitutional power to impeach and remove the President had lain dormant since　

Lectures XI, XII, and XIIISAINTLINESSThe last lecture left us in a state of expectancy. What may thepractical fruits for life have been, of such movingly happyconversions as those we heard of? With this question the reallyimportant part of our task opens, for you remember that we beganall this empirical inquiry not merely to open a curious chapterin the natural history of human consciousness, but rather toattain a spiritual judgment as to the total value and positivemeaning of all the religious trouble and happiness which we have...　

TRUSTY JOHNONCE upon a time there was an old king who was soill that he thought to himself, "I am most likely on mydeath-bed." Then he said, "Send Trusty John to me."Now Trusty John was his favorite servant, and was socalled because all his life he had served him so faithfully.When he approached the bed the King spake to him:"Most trusty John, I feel my end is drawing near, and Icould face it without a care were it not for my son. Heis still too young to decide everything for himself, andunless you promise me to instruct him in all he should...　

The Complete Anglerby Izaak WaltonTo the Right worshipfulJohn Offleyof Madeley Manor, in the County of Stafford Esquire, My most honoured FriendSir, I have made so ill use of your former favours, as by them to be encouraged to entreat, that they may be enlarged to the patronage and protection of this Book: and I have put on a modest confidence, that I shall not be denied, because it is a discourse of Fish and Fishing, which you know so well, and both love and practice so much.You are assured, though there be ignorant men of another belief, that Angling is an Art: and you know that Art better 　

The Psychology of RevolutionGustave le BonCONTENTSINTRODUCTION. THE REVISION OF HISTORYPART ITHE PSYCHOLOGICAL ELEMENTS OF REVOLUTIONARY MOVEMENTSBOOK IGENERAL CHARACTERISTICS OF REVOLUTIONSCHAPTER I. SCIENTIFIC AND POLITICAL REVOLUTIONS1. Classification of Revolutions2. Scientific Revolutions3. Political Revolutions4. The results of Political RevolutionsCHAPTER II. RELIGIOUS REVOLUTIONS1. The importance of the study of Religious Revolutions in...　

EvangelineA Tale of Acadieby Henry Wadsworth LongfellowTHIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring oceanSpeaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath itLeaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?...　

　　　　Dusk was beginning to creep down from the mountains when the Witchfinder rode into Craiglowrie. His hunched position in the saddle of the black mare disguised his true height, yet all the same he was tall and terrible, the features beneath the dark broad-brimmed hat seemed like those of a sun-bleached skull from a distance. The grimace that revealed black and broken teeth; the eyes that glowed with the fire of a personal hatred, and seemed to search out each and every one of the peasants who trembled and watched behind the windows of their tumbledown bothies.　　　　They remembered the last t　

420 BCTHE ACHARNIANSby Aristophanesanonymous translatorCHARACTERS IN THE PLAYDICAEOPOLISHERALDAMPHITHEUSAMBASSADORSPSEUDARTABASTHEORUSDAUGHTER OF DICAEOPOLISSLAVE OF EURIPIDESEURIPIDESLAMACHUSA MEGARIANTWO YOUNG GIRLS, daughters of the MegarianAN INFORMERA BOEOTIANNICARCHUSSLAVE OF LAMACHUS...　

THE SCARECROW of OZDedicated to"The uplifters" of Los Angeles, California, ingrateful appreciation of the pleasure I have derivedfrom association with them, and in recognition oftheir sincere endeavor to uplift humanity throughkindness, consideration and good-fellowship. They arebig menall of themand all with the generoushearts of little children.L. Frank BaumTHE SCARECROW of OZby L. Frank Baum"TWIXT YOU AND ME...　

The Crime of Sylvestre Bonnardby Anatole FrancePart IThe LogDecember 24, 1849.I had put on my slippers and my dressing-gown. I wiped away a tear with which the north wind blowing over the quay had obscured my vision. A bright fire was leaping in the chimney of my study. Ice-crystals, shaped like fern-leaves, were sprouting over the windowpanes and concealed from me the Seine with its bridges and the Louvre of the Valois.I drew up my easy-chair to the hearth, and my table-volante, and took up so much of my place by the fire as Hamilcar deigned to allow me. Hamilcar was lying in front of th