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?...　

Chapter the LastA parting glance at such of the actors in this little history asit has not, in the course of its events, dismissed, will bring itto an end.Mr Haredale fled that night. Before pursuit could be begun, indeedbefore Sir John was traced or missed, he had left the kingdom.Repairing straight to a religious establishment, known throughoutEurope for the rigour and severity of its discipline, and for themerciless penitence it exacted from those who sought its shelter as...　

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...　

Youthby Leo TolstoyTranslated by C. J. HogarthIWHAT I CONSIDER TO HAVE BEEN THE BEGINNING OF MY YOUTHI have said that my friendship with Dimitri opened up for me anew view of my life and of its aim and relations. The essence ofthat view lay in the conviction that the destiny of man is tostrive for moral improvement, and that such improvement is atonce easy, possible, and lasting. Hitherto, however, I had foundpleasure only in the new ideas which I discovered to arise fromthat conviction, and in the forming of brilliant plans for a...　

360 BCSOPHISTby Platotranslated by Benjamin JowettSOPHISTPERSONS OF THE DIALOGUE: THEODORUS; THEAETETUS; SOCRATES;An ELEATIC STRANGER, whom Theodorus and Theaetetus bringwith them; The younger SOCRATES, who is a silent auditorTheodorus. Here we are, Socrates, true to our agreement ofyesterday; and we bring with us a stranger from Elea, who is adisciple of Parmenides and Zeno, and a true philosopher.Socrates. Is he not rather a god, Theodorus, who comes to us in...　

Man and SupermanA COMEDY AND A PHILOSOPHYBy George Bernard ShawEPISTLE DEDICATORY TO ARTHUR BINGHAM WALKLEYMy dear Walkley:You once asked me why I did not write a Don Juan play. The levitywith which you assumed this frightful responsibility has probablyby this time enabled you to forget it; but the day of reckoninghas arrived: here is your play! I say your play, because quifacit per alium facit per se. Its profits, like its labor, belongto me: its morals, its manners, its philosophy, its influence onthe young, are for you to justify. You were of mature age when...　

The Princeby Nicolo MachiavelliTranslated by W. K. MarriottNicolo Machiavelli, born at Florence on 3rd May 1469. From 1494 to 1512 held an official post at Florence which included diplomatic missions to various European courts. Imprisoned in Florence, 1512; later exiled and returned to San Casciano. Died at Florence on 22nd June 1527.INTRODUCTIONNicolo Machiavelli was born at Florence on 3rd May 1469. He was the second son of Bernardo di Nicolo Machiavelli, a lawyer of some repute, and of Bartolommea di Stefano Nelli, his wife. Both parents were members of the old Florentine nobility....　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE BISHOP OF BORGLUM AND HIS WARRIORSby Hans Christian AndersenOUR scene is laid in Northern Jutland, in the so-called "wildmoor." We hear what is called the "Wester-wow-wow"- the peculiarroar of the North Sea as it breaks against the western coast ofJutland. It rolls and thunders with a sound that penetrates formiles into the land; and we are quite near the roaring. Before usrises a great mound of sand- a mountain we have long seen, and towardswhich we are wending our way, driving slowly along through the deep...　

The Yellow Godor An Idol of Africaby H. Rider HaggardCHAPTER ISAHARA LIMITEDSir Robert Aylward, Bart., M.P., sat in his office in the City ofLondon. It was a very magnificent office, quite one of the finest thatcould be found within half a mile of the Mansion House. Its exteriorwas built of Aberdeen granite, a material calculated to impress theprospective investor with a comfortable sense of security. Otherstucco, or even brick-built, offices might crumble and fall in anactual or a financial sense, but this rock-like edifice of granite,surmounted by a life-sized statue of Justice with her sca　

Child of Stormby H. Rider HaggardDEDICATIONDear Mr. Stuart,For twenty years, I believe I am right in saying, you, as AssistantSecretary for Native Affairs in Natal, and in other offices, have beenintimately acquainted with the Zulu people. Moreover, you are one ofthe few living men who have made a deep and scientific study of theirlanguage, their customs and their history. So I confess that I was themore pleased after you were so good as to read this talethe secondbook of the epic of the vengeance of Zikali, "theThing-that-should-never-have-been-born," and of the fall of the House of...　

THE MESSENGERSTHE MESSENGERSBy Richard Harding Davis1- Page 2-THE MESSENGERSWhen Ainsley first moved to Lone Lake Farm all of his friends askedhim the same question. They wanted to know, if the farmer who sold itto him had abandoned it as worthless, how one of the idle rich, who couldnot distinguish a plough from a harrow, hoped to make it pay? Hisanswer was that he had not purchased the farm as a means of getting richer...　

HieroHieroby XenophonTranslation by H. G. Dakyns1- Page 2-HieroIOnce upon a time Simonides the poet paid a visit to Hiero the"tyrant,"[1] and when both obtained the liesure requisite, Simonides beganthis conversation:[1] Or, "came to the court of the despotic monarch Hiero." For the...　

The Essays of Montaigne, V1by Michel de MontaigneTranslated by Charles CottonEdited by William Carew Hazilitt1877CONTENTS OF VOLUME 1.PrefaceThe Life of MontaigneThe Letters of MontaignePREFACE.The present publication is intended to supply a recognised deficiency inour literaturea library edition of the Essays of Montaigne. This greatFrench writer deserves to be regarded as a classic, not only in the landof his birth, but in all countries and in all literatures. His Essays,which are at once the most celebrated and the most permanent of his...　

R. F. Murray: His Poems with a Memoir by Andrew Langby R. F. Murray/Andrew LangR. F. MURRAY1863-1893Much is written about success and failure in the career ofliterature, about the reasons which enable one man to reach thefront, and another to earn his livelihood, while a third, inappearance as likely as either of them, fails and, perhaps, faintsby the way. Mr. R. F. Murray, the author of The Scarlet Gown, wasamong those who do not attain success, in spite of qualities whichseem destined to ensure it, and who fall out of the ranks. To him,...　

MRS. BULLFROGIt makes me melancholy to see how like fools some very sensiblepeople act in the matter of choosing wives. They perplex theirjudgments by a most undue attention to little niceties ofpersonal appearance, habits, disposition, and other trifles whichconcern nobody but the lady herself. An unhappy gentleman,resolving to wed nothing short of perfection, keeps his heart andhand till both get so old and withered that no tolerable womanwill accept them. Now this is the very height of absurdity. Akind Providence has so skilfully adapted sex to sex and the mass...