Flip: A California Romanceby Bret HarteCHAPTER IJust where the track of the Los Gatos road streams on and upwardlike the sinuous trail of a fiery rocket until it is extinguishedin the blue shadows of the Coast Range, there is an embayed terracenear the summit, hedged by dwarf firs. At every bend of the heat-laden road the eye rested upon it wistfully; all along the flank ofthe mountain, which seemed to pant and quiver in the oven-like air,through rising dust, the slow creaking of dragging wheels, themonotonous cry of tired springs, and the muffled beat of plunging...　

Prayers Written At VailimaPrayers Written AtVailimaRobert Louis Stevenson1- Page 2-Prayers Written At VailimaINTRODUCTIONIn every Samoan household the day is closed with prayer and thesinging of hymns. The omission of this sacred duty would indicate, notonly a lack of religious training in the house chief, but a shameless...　

Female Suffrageby Susan Fenimore CooperA LETTER TO THE CHRISTIAN WOMEN OF AMERICA.Part I.The natural position of woman is clearly, to a limited degree, asubordinate one. Such it has always been throughout the world, in allages, and in many widely different conditions of society. There arethree conclusive reasons why we should expect it to continue so forthe future.FIRST. Woman in natural physical strength is so greatly inferior toman that she is entirely in his power, quite incapable of self-defense, trusting to his generosity for protection. In savage life this...　

A WARD OF THE GOLDEN GATEA WARD OF THEGOLDEN GATEBret Harte1- Page 2-A WARD OF THE GOLDEN GATEPROLOGUE.In San Francisco the "rainy season" had been making itself a realityto the wondering Eastern immigrant. There were short days of driftingclouds and flying sunshine, and long succeeding nights of incessantdownpour, when the rain rattled on the thin shingles or drummed on the...　

THE LIFTED VEILTHE LIFTED VEILby George Eliot [Mary Anne Evans]1- Page 2-THE LIFTED VEILCHAPTER IThe time of my end approaches. I have lately been subject to attacksof angina pectoris; and in the ordinary course of things, my physician tellsme, I may fairly hope that my life will not be protracted many months.Unless, then, I am cursed with an exceptional physical constitution, as I...　

●在飞机上您想喝点儿什么?What would you like to drink?What would you like to drink? (您想喝点儿什么?)Well, what do you have? (您这儿都有什么?)Anything to drink? (您喝什么吗?)请来一杯咖啡。Coffee, please.要加牛奶和糖吗?With sugar and cream? *cream “牛奶”。回答“要”用Yes, please，“不要”用No, thank you.明确地给予回答是一种礼貌。午餐您要牛肉还是要鱼?What would you like for dinner, beef or fish?Beef or fish for dinner?Which would you like, beef or fish?请给我牛肉。Beef, please.您用完了吗?Have you finished?Are you through?还没有。No, not yet....　

IThe man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.The desert was the apotheosis of all deserts, huge, standing to the sky for what might have been parsecs in all directions. White; blinding; waterless; without feature save for the faint, cloudy haze of the mountains which sketched themselves on the horizon and the devil-grass which brought sweet dreams, nightmares, death. An occasional tombstone sign pointed the way, for once the drifted track that cut its way through the thick crust of alkali had been a highway and coaches had followed it. The world had moved on since the　

1872FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE STORY OF A MOTHERby Hans Christian AndersenA MOTHER sat by her little child; she was very sad, for she fearedit would die. It was quite pale, and its little eyes were closed,and sometimes it drew a heavy deep breath, almost like a sigh; andthen the mother gazed more sadly than ever on the poor littlecreature. Some one knocked at the door, and a poor old man walkedin. He was wrapped in something that looked like a greathorse-cloth; and he required it truly to keep him warm, for it wascold winter; the country everywhere lay covered with snow and ice　

Speaking of OperationsSpeaking of Operationsby Irvin S. CobbRespectfully dedicated to two classes:Those who have already been operated on Those who have not yetbeen operated on1- Page 2-Speaking of OperationsNow that the last belated bill for services professionally rendered hasbeen properly paid and properly receipted; now that the memory of the...　

The Heir of Redclyffeby Charlotte M. YoungeCHAPTER 1In such pursuits if wisdom lies,Who, Laura, can thy taste despise?GAYThe drawing-room of Hollywell House was one of the favoured apartments,where a peculiar air of home seems to reside, whether seen in themiddle of summer, all its large windows open to the garden, or, as whenour story commences, its bright fire and stands of fragrant green-houseplants contrasted with the wintry fog and leafless trees of November.There were two persons in the rooma young lady, who sat drawing at...　

ELECBOOK CLASSICSBARNABYRUDGECharles Dickens- Page 2-BARNABYRUDGEA TALE OF THE RIOTSOF ‘EIGHTY’Charles Dickens- Page 3-Barnaby Rudge 4ContentsClick on number to go to ChapterChapter 1................................................................................................13...　

Chapter X of Volume III (Chap. 52)ELIZABETH had the satisfaction of receiving an answer to her letter as soon as she possibly could. She was no sooner in possession of it than, hurrying into the little copse, where she was least likely to be interrupted, she sat down on one of the benches and prepared to be happy; for the length of the letter convinced her that it did not contain a denial.``Gracechurch-street, Sept. 6.MY DEAR NIECE,I have just received your letter, and shall devote this whole morning to answering it, as I foresee that a little writing will not comprise what I have to tell you　

TOM SWIFT IN THE LAND OF WONDERSTOM SWIFT IN THELAND OF WONDERSBY VICTOR APPLETON1- Page 2-TOM SWIFT IN THE LAND OF WONDERSCHAPTER IA WONDERFUL STORYTom Swift, who had been slowly looking through the pages of amagazine, in the contents of which he seemed to be deeply interested,turned the final folio, ruffled the sheets back again to look at a certain map...　

HeimskringlaThe Chronicle of the Kings of Norwayby Snorri SturlsonPREFACE OF SNORRE STURLASON.In this book I have had old stories written down, as I have heard them told by intelligent people, concerning chiefs who have have held dominion in the northern countries, and who spoke the Danish tongue; and also concerning some of their family branches, according to what has been told me. Some of this is found in ancient family registers, in which the pedigrees of kings and other personages of high birth are reckoned up, and part is written down after old songs and ballads which our forefathers ha　

Philosophy of Historyby HegelTable of ContentsIntroductionO The subject of this course of Lectures is the Philosophical History of the World.SECTION ONE: Original History§ 1 They simply transferred what was passing in the world around them, to the realm ofrepresentative intellect.§ 2 The influences that have formed the writer are identical with those which have moulded theevents that constitute the matter of his story.§ 3 What the historian puts into the mouths of orators is an uncorrupted transcript of their...　

　DREAD　　THERE IS NO delight the equal of dread. If it were possible to sit, invisible, between two people on any train, in any waiting room or office, the conversation overheard would time and again circle on that subject. Certainly the debate might appear to be about something entirely different; the state of the nation, idle chat about death on the roads, the rising price of dental care; but strip away the metaphor, the innuendo, and there, nestling at the heart of the discourse, is dread. While the nature of God, and the possibility of eternal life go undiscussed, we happily chew over the