TARTUFFE OR THE HYPOCRITETARTUFFE OR THEHYPOCRITEby JEAN BAPTISTE POQUELIN MOLIERETranslated By Curtis Hidden PageINTRODUCTORY NOTEJean Baptiste Poquelin, better known by his stage name of Moliere,stands without a rival at the head of French comedy. Born at Paris inJanuary, 1622, where his father held a position in the royal household, hewas educated at the Jesuit College de Clermont, and for some time studied...
Whirligigsby O HenryTHE WORLD AND THE DOORA favourite dodge to get your story read by thepublic is to assert that it is true, and then add that Truthis stranger than Fiction. I do not know if the yarn Iam anxious for you to read is true; but the Spanish purserof the fruit steamer El Carrero swore to me by the shrineof Santa Guadalupe that he had the facts from the U. S.vice-consul at La Paz - a person who could not possiblyhave been cognizant of half of them.As for the adage quoted above, I take pleasure in punc-...
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE SILVER SHILLINGby Hans Christian AndersenTHERE was once a shilling, which came forth from the mintspringing and shouting, "Hurrah! now I am going out into the wideworld." And truly it did go out into the wide world. The children heldit with warm hands, the miser with a cold and convulsive grasp, andthe old people turned it about, goodness knows how many times, whilethe young people soon allowed it to roll away from them. Theshilling was made of silver, it contained very little copper, and...
The Conflictby David Graham PhillipsIFour years at Wellesley; two years about equally divided among Paris, Dresden and Florence. And now Jane Hastings was at home again. At home in the unchanged housespacious, old-fashionedlooking down from its steeply sloping lawns and terraced gardens upon the sooty, smoky activities of Remsen City, looking out upon a charming panorama of hills and valleys in the heart of South Central Indiana. Six years of striving in the East and abroad to satisfy the restless energy she inherited from her father; and here she was, as restless as everyet with everythin
SHE STANDS ACCUSEDSHE STANDSACCUSEDBY VICTOR MacCLURE1- Page 2-SHE STANDS ACCUSEDBeing a Series of Accounts of the Lives and Deeds of NotoriousWomen, Murderesses, Cheats, Cozeners, on whom Justice was Executed,and of others who, Accused of Crimes, were Acquitted at least in Law;Drawn from Authenticated Sources2- Page 3-SHE STANDS ACCUSED...
OLD INDIAN DAYSOLD INDIAN DAYSBY CHARLES A. EASTMAN (Ohiyesa)1- Page 2-OLD INDIAN DAYSTo My Daughters DORA, IRENE, VIRGINIA, ELEANOR, ANDFLORENCE I Dedicate these Stories of the Old Indian Life, andespecially of the Courageous and Womanly Indian Woman2- Page 3-OLD INDIAN DAYSPART ONE THE WARRIOR...
THE HAUNTED HOTEL A Mystery of Modern VeniceTHE HAUNTEDHOTEL A Mystery ofModern Veniceby Wilkie Collins (1824-1889)(after the edition of Chatto & Windus, London, 1879)1- Page 2-THE HAUNTED HOTEL A Mystery of Modern VeniceCHAPTER IIn the year 1860, the reputation of Doctor Wybrow as a Londonphysician reached its highest point. It was reported on good authority...
1872FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE TINDER-BOXby Hans Christian AndersenA SOLDIER came marching along the high road: "Left, right- left,right." He had his knapsack on his back, and a sword at his side; hehad been to the wars, and was now returning home.As he walked on, he met a very frightful-looking old witch inthe road. Her under-lip hung quite down on her breast, and she stopped and said, "Good evening, soldier; you have a very fine sword, and a large knapsack, and you are a real soldier; so you shall have as much money as ever you like.""Thank you, old witch," said the soldier..
Letters of Two Bridesby Honore de BalzacTranslated by R. S. ScottDEDICATIONTo George SandYour name, dear George, while casting a reflected radiance on mybook, can gain no new glory from this page. And yet it is neitherself-interest nor diffidence which has led me to place it there,but only the wish that it should bear witness to the solidfriendship between us, which has survived our wanderings andseparations, and triumphed over the busy malice of the world. Thisfeeling is hardly likely now to change. The goodly company offriendly names, which will remain attached to my works, forms an...
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE SAUCY BOYby Hans Christian AndersenONCE upon a time there was an old poet, one of those right goodold poets.One evening, as he was sitting at home, there was a terrible stormgoing on outside; the rain was pouring down, but the old poet satcomfortably in his chimney-corner, where the fire was burning andthe apples were roasting."There will not be a dry thread left on the poor people who areout in this weather," he said."Oh, open the door! I am so cold and wet through," called a little...
Helen of Troy And Other Poemsby Sara TeasdaleTo Marion Cummings StanleyContentsHelen of TroyBeatriceSapphoMarianna AlcoforandoGuenevereErinnaLove SongsSongThe Rose and the BeeThe Song MakerWild AstersWhen Love GoesThe WayfarerThe Princess in the TowerWhen Love Was BornThe ShrineThe BlindLove MeThe Song for ColinFour WindsRoundelDewA Maiden"I Love You"But Not to MeHidden Love...
The Idea of Justice in Political Economyby Gustav Schmoller1881Annals of the American Academy of Political and Social ScienceVolume 4, (1893-4)German edition: Jahrbuch fur Gesetzgebung Verwallung, undVolkswirtschaft.volume 1, new series 1881.Translated by Ernest Halle and Carl SchutzIs there a just distribution of economic goods? Or shouldthere be? This is a question which is raised again to-day, aquestion which has been asked as long as human society and socialinstitutions have existed. The greatest thinker of ancienthistory asked the question and thousands after him have repeated...
The Crown of ThornsA token for the sorrowingby E. H. ChapinPREFACE.One of the discourses in this volume-"The Mission of Little Children"was written just after the death of a dear son, and was published in pamphlet form. The edition having become exhausted sooner than the demand, it was deemed advisable to reprint it; and accordingly it is now presented to the reader, accompanied by others of a similar cast, most of them growing out of the same experience. This fact will account for any repetition of sentiment which may appear in these discourses, especially as they were written without any
THE COLOUR OF LIFETHE COLOUR OF LIFE1- Page 2-THE COLOUR OF LIFETHE COLOUR OF LIFERed has been praised for its nobility as the colour of life. But the truecolour of life is not red. Red is the colour of violence, or of life brokenopen, edited, and published. Or if red is indeed the colour of life, it is soonly on condition that it is not seen. Once fully visible, red is the colour of...
The Fall of the House of UsherThe Fall of the House ofUsherEdgar Allen Poe1- Page 2-The Fall of the House of UsherDuring the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn ofthe year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I hadbeen passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract ofcountry; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on,...
A Theologico-Political TreatiseA Theologico-PoliticalTreatisePart IV of IV - Chapters XVI to XXBaruch Spinoza1- Page 2-A Theologico-Political TreatiseCHAPTER XVIOF THE FOUNDATIONS OF A STATE; OF THE NATURAL ANDCIVIL RIGHTS OF INDIVIDUALS; AND OF THE RIGHTS OF THESOVEREIGN POWER.(1) Hitherto our care has been to separate philosophy from theology,...