1872FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE WILD SWANSby Hans Christian AndersenFAR away in the land to which the swallows fly when it iswinter, dwelt a king who had eleven sons, and one daughter, namedEliza. The eleven brothers were princes, and each went to schoolwith a star on his breast, and a sword by his side. They wrote withdiamond pencils on gold slates, and learnt their lessons so quicklyand read so easily that every one might know they were princes.Their sister Eliza sat on a little stool of plate-glass, and had abook full of pictures, which had cost as much as half a kingdom. Oh,
The Story of My Heartby Richard JefferiesAN AUTOBIOGRAPHYCHAPTER ITHE story of my heart commences seventeen years ago. In the glowof youth there were times every now and then when I felt thenecessity of a strong inspiration of soulthought. My heart wasdusty, parched for want of the rain of deep feeling; my mind arid and dry,for there is a dust which settles on the heart as well as that which fallson a ledge. It is injurious to the mind as well as to the body to be alwaysin one place and always surrounded by the same circumstances. A species ofthick clothing slowly grows about the mind, the
Rambling Idle Excursionby Mark TwainSOME RAMBLING NOTES OF AN IDLE EXCURSIONAll the journeyings I had ever done had been purely in the way ofbusiness. The pleasant May weather suggested a novelty namely, a tripfor pure recreation, the bread-and-butter element left out. The Reverendsaid he would go, too; a good man, one of the best of men, although aclergyman. By eleven at night we were in New Haven and on board the NewYork boat. We bought our tickets, and then went wandering around hereand there, in the solid comfort of being free and idle, and of putting...
The Perpetuation of Living Beingsby Thomas Henry HuxleyThe inquiry which we undertook, at our last meeting, into the state ofour knowledge of the causes of the phenomena of organic nature,of thepast and of the present,resolved itself into two subsidiaryinquiries: the first was, whether we know anything, either historicallyor experimentally, of the mode of origin of living beings; the secondsubsidiary inquiry was, whether, granting the origin, we know anythingabout the perpetuation and modifications of the forms of organicbeings. The reply which I had to give to the first question was...
Massacre at Parisby Christopher MarloweTable of Contents with inital stage directions* Dramatis Personae* Scene 1: Enter Charles the French King, [Catherine] the QueeneMother, the King of Navarre, the Prince of Condye, the Lord highAdmirall, and [Margaret] the Queene of Navarre, with others.* Scene 2: Enter the Duke of Guise.* Scene 3: Enter the King of Navar and Queen [Margaret], and his[olde] Mother Queen [of Navarre], the Prince of Condy, theAdmirall, and the Pothecary with the gloves, and gives them...
A LOST OPPORTUNITY."Then came Peter to Him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brothersin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times?" . . . ."So likewise shall My heavenly Father do also unto you, if yefrom your hearts forgive not every one his brother theirtrespasses."ST. MATTHEW xviii., 21-35.In a certain village there lived a peasant by the name of IvanScherbakoff. He was prosperous, strong, and vigorous, and wasconsidered the hardest worker in the whole village. He had threesons, who supported themselves by their own labor. The eldest...
The Soul of the Far EastThe Soul of the Far Eastby Percival Lowell1- Page 2-The Soul of the Far EastCHAPTER 1. Individuality.The boyish belief that on the other side of our globe all things are ofnecessity upside down is startlingly brought back to the man when he firstsets foot at Yokohama. If his initial glance does not, to be sure, disclose...
1859ON LIBERTYby John Stuart MillDEDICATIONThe grand, leading principle, towards which every argumentunfolded in these pages directly converges, is the absolute andessential importance of human development in its richest diversity.WILHELM VON HUMBOLDT: Sphere and Duties of Government.TO the beloved and deplored memory of her who was the inspirer,and in part the author, of all that is best in my writings- the...
Tarzan the Terribleby Edgar Rice BurroughsCHAPTERI The PithecanthropusII "To the Death!"III Pan-at-leeIV Tarzan-jad-guruV In the Kor-ul-gryfVI The Tor-o-donVII Jungle CraftVIII A-lurIX Blood-Stained AltarsX The Forbidden GardenXI The Sentence of DeathXII The Giant StrangerXIII The MasqueraderXIV The Temple of the GryfXV "The King Is Dead!"XVI The Secret WayXVII By Jad-bal-lulXVIII The Lion Pit of Tu-lurXIX Diana of the JungleXX Silently in the NightXXI The ManiacXXII A Journey on a Gryf...
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE DAISYby Hans Christian AndersenNow listen! In the country, close by the high road, stood afarmhouse; perhaps you have passed by and seen it yourself. Therewas a little flower garden with painted wooden palings in front of it;close by was a ditch, on its fresh green bank grew a little daisy; thesun shone as warmly and brightly upon it as on the magnificentgarden flowers, and therefore it thrived well. One morning it hadquite opened, and its little snow-white petals stood round the...
The Registerby William D. HowellsI.SCENE: In an upper chamber of a boarding-house in Melanchthon Place,Boston, a mature, plain young lady, with every appearance ofestablishing herself in the room for the first time, moves about,bestowing little touches of decoration here and there, and talkingwith another young lady, whose voice comes through the open doorwayof an inner room.MISS ETHEL REED, from within: "What in the world are you doing,Nettie?"MISS HENRIETTA SPAULDING: "Oh, sticking up a household god or two.What are you doing?"...
The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowCONTENTS.VOICES OF THE NIGHT.PreludeHymn to the NightA Psalm of LifeThe Reaper and the FlowersThe Light of StarsFootsteps of AngelsFlowersThe Beleaguered CityMidnight Mass for the Dying YearEARLIER POEMS.An April DayAutumnWoods in WinterHymn of the Moravian Nuns of BethlehemSunrise on the HillsThe Spirit of PoetryBurial of the Minnisink...
The Unknown Guestby Maurice MaeterlinckTranslated by Alexander Teixeira de MattosINTRODUCTION1My Essay on Death[1] led me to make a conscientious enquiry into the present position of the great mystery, an enquiry which I have endeavoured to render as complete as possible. I had hoped that a single volume would be able to contain the result of these investigations, which, I may say at once, will teach nothing to those who have been over the same ground and which have nothing to recommend them except their sincerity, their impartiality and a certain scrupulous accuracy. But, as I proceeded, I s
Henry Ossian Flipper, The Colored Cadet at West Pointby Henry Ossian FlipperHenry Ossian Flipper, The Colored Cadet at West Point.Autobiography of Lieut. Henry Ossian Flipper, U.S.A., FirstGraduate of Color from the U.S. Military AcademyTOThe Faculty of Atlanta University, Atlanta, Ga.,AND TOTHE PRESIDENT IN PARTICULAR,TO WHOSE CAREFULMENTAL AND MORAL TRAINING OF MYSELF IS DUE ALLMY SUCCESS AT THE MILITARY ACADEMYAT WEST POINT, N. Y.,I AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATE THIS VOLUME,AS IN SOME SORTA TOKEN OF THAT HEARTFELT GRATITUDE WHICHI SO DEEPLY FEEL, BUT CAN SO...