Chapter II of Volume III (Chap. 44)ELIZABETH had settled it that Mr. Darcy would bring his sister to visit her the very day after her reaching Pemberley; and was consequently resolved not to be out of sight of the inn the whole of that morning. But her conclusion was false; for on the very morning after their own arrival at Lambton, these visitors came. They had been walking about the place with some of their new friends, and were just returned to the inn to dress themselves for dining with the same family, when the sound of a carriage drew them to a window, and they saw a gentleman and lady 　

Memoirs of Carwin the BiloquistCharles Brockden BrownChapter I.I was the second son of a farmer, whose place of residence was a western district of Pennsylvania. My eldest brother seemed fitted by nature for the employment to which he was destined. His wishes never led him astray from the hay-stack and the furrow. His ideas never ranged beyond the sphere of his vision, or suggested the possibility that to-morrow could differ from to-day. He could read and write, because he had no alternative between learning the lesson prescribed to him, and punishment. He was diligent, as long as fear u　

How to Live on Twenty-Four Hours a Dayby Arnold BennettPREFACE TO THIS EDITIONThis preface, though placed at the beginning, as a preface must be,should be read at the end of the book.I have received a large amount of correspondence concerning thissmall work, and many reviews of itsome of them nearly as longas the book itselfhave been printed. But scarcely any of thecomment has been adverse. Some people have objected to afrivolity of tone; but as the tone is not, in my opinion, at allfrivolous, this objection did not impress me; and had no weightierreproach been put forward I might almost ha　

Dummling, and was despised, mocked, and sneered at on every occasion.It happened that the eldest wanted to go into the forest to hew wood,and before he went his mother gave him a beautiful sweet cake and abottle of wine in order that he might not suffer from hunger orthirst.When he entered the forest he met a little grey-haired old man whobade him good-day, and said, do give me a piece of cake out of yourpocket, and let me have a draught of your wine, I am so hungry andthirsty. But the clever son answered, if I give you my cake andwine, I shall have none for myself, be off with you, and he l　

Some Short Christmas StoriesSome Short ChristmasStoriesby Charles Dickens1- Page 2-Some Short Christmas StoriesA CHRISTMAS TREEI have been looking on, this evening, at a merry company of childrenassembled round that pretty German toy, a Christmas Tree. The tree wasplanted in the middle of a great round table, and towered high above their...　

The Diary of a Nobodyby George and Weedon GrossmithCHAPTER I.We settle down in our new home, and I resolve to keep a diary. Tradesmen trouble us a bit, so does the scraper. The Curate calls and pays me a great compliment.My clear wife Carrie and I have just been a week in our new house, "The Laurels," Brickfield Terrace, Holloway - a nice six-roomed residence, not counting basement, with a front breakfast-parlour. We have a little front garden; and there is a flight of ten steps up to the front door, which, by-the-by, we keep locked with the chain up. Cummings, Gowing, and our other intimat　

400 BCTHE FROGSby AristophanesCharacters in the PlayXANTHIAS, servant of dionysusDIONYSUSHERACLESA CORPSECHARONAEACUSA MAID SERVANT OF PERSEPHONEHOSTESS, keeper of cook-shopPLATHANE, her partnerEURIPIDESAESCHYLUSPLUTOCHORUS OF FROGSCHORUS OF BLESSED MYSTICSFROGS|The scene shows the house of HERACLES in thebackground. There enter two travellers: DIONYSUS on foot, in his...　

The Evolution of Modern Medicineby William OslerA SERIES OF LECTURES DELIVERED AT YALE UNIVERSITY ON THE SILLIMAN FOUNDATION IN APRIL, 1913by WILLIAM OSLERTHE SILLIMAN FOUNDATIONIN the year 1883 a legacy of eighty thousand dollars was left to the President and Fellows of Yale College in the city of New Haven, to be held in trust, as a gift from her children, in memory of their beloved and honored mother, Mrs. Hepsa Ely Silliman.On this foundation Yale College was requested and directed to establish an annual course of lectures designed to illustrate the presence and providence, the wisdom and　

Queen Victoriaby Lytton StracheyCONTENTSCHAPTERI. ANTECEDENTSII. CHILDHOODIII. LORD MELBOURNEIV. MARRIAGEV. LORD PALMERSTONVI. LAST YEARS OF THE PRINCE CONSORTVII. WIDOWHOODVIII. MR. GLADSTONE AND LORD BEACONSFIELDIX. OLD AGEX. THE ENDBIBLIOGRAPHYQUEEN VICTORIACHAPTER I. ANTECEDENTSIOn November 6, 1817, died the Princess Charlotte, only child of the Prince Regent, and heir to the crown of England. Her short life had hardly been a happy one. By nature impulsive, capricious, and vehement, she had always longed for liberty; and she had never possessed it. She had been brought 　

A Girl of The LimberlostBy Gene Stratton PorterTO ALL GIRLS OF THE LIMBERLOST IN GENERALAND ONE JEANETTE HELEN PORTER IN PARTICULARCHARACTERSELNORA, who collects moths to pay for her education,and lives the Golden Rule.PHILIP AMMON, who assists in moth hunting,and gains a new conception of love.MRS. COMSTOCK, who lost a delusion and found a treasure.WESLEY SINTON, who always did his best....　

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 Faith of Menby Jack LondonContents:A Relic of the PlioceneA Hyperborean BrewThe Faith of MenToo Much GoldThe One Thousand DozenThe Marriage of Lit-litBatardThe Story of Jees UckA RELIC OF THE PLIOCENEI wash my hands of him at the start. I cannot father his tales,nor will I be responsible for them. I make these preliminaryreservations, observe, as a guard upon my own integrity. I possessa certain definite position in a small way, also a wife; and forthe good name of the community that honours my existence with its...　

An Unsocial Socialistby George Bernard ShawCHAPTER IIn the dusk of an October evening, a sensible looking woman offorty came out through an oaken door to a broad landing on thefirst floor of an old English country-house. A braid of her hairhad fallen forward as if she had been stooping over book or pen;and she stood for a moment to smooth it, and to gazecontemplativelynot in the least sentimentallythrough thetall,narrow window. The sun was setting, but its glories were at theother side of the house; for this window looked eastward, wherethe landscape of sheepwalks and pasture land was soberin　

The Home Book of Verse, Volume 1by Burton Egbert StevensonContents of Volumes 1 through 4 of The Home Book of VersePART IPOEMS OF YOUTH AND AGEThe Human Seasons John KeatsTHE BABY"Only a Baby Small" Matthias BarrOnly Harriet Prescott SpoffordInfant Joy William BlakeBaby George MacdonaldTo a New-Born Baby Girl Grace Hazard ConklingTo Little Renee William Aspenwall Bradley...　

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 　

A Selection From The Lyrical Poems Of Robert HerrickArranged with introduction by Francis Turner PalgravePREFACEROBERT HERRICK - Born 1591 : Died 1674Those who most admire the Poet from whose many pieces a selection only is here offered, will, it is probable, feel most strongly (with the Editor) that excuse is needed for an attempt of an obviously presumptuous nature. The choice made by any selector invites challenge: the admission, perhaps, of some poems, the absence of more, will be censured:Whilst others may wholly condemn the process, in virtue of an argument not unfrequently advanced o