"In Darkest England and The Way Out"by General William BoothTo the memory of the companion, counsellor, and comrade ofnearly 40 years. The sharer of my every ambition for thewelfare of mankind, my loving, faithful, and devoted wifethis book is dedicated.PREFACEThe progress of The Salvation Army in its work amongst the poor and lost of many lands has compelled me to face the problems which an more or less hopefully considered in the following pages. The grim necessities of a huge Campaign carried on for many years against the evils which lie at the root of all the miseries of modern life
THOMAS COVENANT is a happy and successful author until an unfelt infection leads to the amputation of two fingers. Then his doctor tells him he has leprosy. The disease is arrested at a leprosarium, but he returns home to find himself an outcast. His wife has divorced him and ignorant fear makes all his neighbors shun him. He bees a lonely, bitter pariah. In rebellion, he goes to town. There, just after he meets a strange beggar, he stumbles in front of a police car. Disorientation overes him. He revives in a strange world where the evil voice of Lord Foul gives him a mocking message of doo
A NOTE ON CHRONOLOGY A Song of Ice and Fire is told through the eyes of characters who are sometimes hundreds or even thousands of miles apart from one another. Some chapters cover a day, some only an hour; others might span a fortnight, a month, half a year. With such a structure, the narrative cannot be strictly sequential; sometimes important things are happening simultaneously, a thousand leagues apart. In the case of the volume now in hand, the reader should realize that the opening chapters of A Storm of Swords do not follow the closing chapters of A Clash of Kings so much as overlap
Chapter XI of Volume II (Chap. 34)WHEN they were gone, Elizabeth, as if intending to exasperate herself as much as possible against Mr. Darcy, chose for her employment the examination of all the letters which Jane had written to her since her being in Kent. They contained no actual complaint, nor was there any revival of past occurrences, or any communication of present suffering. But in all, and in almost every line of each, there was a want of that cheerfulness which had been used to characterize her style, and which, proceeding from the serenity of a mind at ease with itself, and kindly di
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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
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...
●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....
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
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...
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...