STORIES BY ENGLISH AUTHORS: LONDONFrom ScribnersCONTENTSTHE INCONSIDERATE WAITER, J. M. BarrieTHE BLACK POODLE, F. AnsteyTHAT BRUTE SIMMONS, Arthur MorrisonA ROSE OF THE GHETTO, I. ZangwillAN IDYL OF LONDON, Beatrice HarradenTHE OMNIBUS, "Q" [Quiller-Couch]THE HIRED BABY, Marie CorrelliTHE INCONSIDERATE WAITERBYJ. M. BARRIEFrequently I have to ask myself in the street for the name of the manI bowed to just now, and then, before I can answer, the wind of thefirst corner blows him from my memory. I have a theory, however, that...　

Adventure VIIIThe Resident PatientGlancing over the somewhat incoherent series ofMemoirs with which I have endeavored to illustrate afew of the mental peculiarities of my friend Mr.Sherlock Holmes, I have been struck by the difficultywhich I have experienced in picking out examples whichshall in every way answer my purpose. For in thosecases in which Holmes has performed some tour de forceof analytical reasoning, and has demonstrated thevalue of his peculiar methods of investigation, thefacts themselves have often been so slight or so...　

David Hume1742OF ESSAY WRITINGThe elegant part of mankind, who are not immersed in theanimal life, but employ themselves in the operations of the mind,may be divided into the and . The learned...　

Wildfireby Zane GreyCHAPTER IFor some reason the desert scene before Lucy Bostil awoke varying emotionsasweet gratitude for the fullness of her life there at the Ford, yet a hauntingremorse that she could not be wholly contenta vague loneliness of soulathrill and a fear for the strangely calling future, glorious, unknown.She longed for something to happen. It might be terrible, so long as it waswonderful. This day, when Lucy had stolen away on a forbidden horse, she waseighteen years old. The thought of her mother, who had died long ago on their...　

CORIOLANUSCORIOLANUSWilliam Shakespeare16081- Page 2-CORIOLANUSDramatis PersonaeCAIUS MARCIUS, afterwards CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUSGenerals against the Volscians TITUS LARTIUS COMINIUSMENENIUS AGRIPPA, friend to CoriolanusTribunes of the People SICINIUS VELUTUS JUNIUS BRUTUSYOUNG MARCIUS, son to Coriolanus A ROMAN HERALD...　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENIN THE UTTERMOST PARTS OF THE SEAby Hans Christian AndersenSOME years ago, large ships were sent towards the north pole, toexplore the distant coasts, and to try how far men could penetrateinto those unknown regions. For more than a year one of these shipshad been pushing its way northward, amid snow and ice, and the sailorshad endured many hardships; till at length winter set in, and thesun entirely disappeared; for many weeks there would be constantnight. All around, as far as the eye could reach, nothing could be...　

Castle RackrentCastle RackrentBy Maria Edgeworth1- Page 2-Castle RackrentINTRODUCTIONIThe story of the Edgeworth Family, if it were properly told, should beas long as the ARABIAN NIGHTS themselves; the thousand and onecheerful intelligent members of the circle, the amusing friends and...　

The Lady, or the Tiger?by Frank R. StocktonIn the very olden time there lived a semi-barbaric king, whoseideas, though somewhat polished and sharpened by theprogressiveness of distant Latin neighbors, were still large,florid, and untrammeled, as became the half of him which wasbarbaric. He was a man of exuberant fancy, and, withal, of anauthority so irresistible that, at his will, he turned his variedfancies into facts. He was greatly given to self-communing, and,when he and himself agreed upon anything, the thing was done.When every member of his domestic and political systems moved...　

Boyhoodby Leo TolstoyTranslated by CJ HogarthIA SLOW JOURNEYAgain two carriages stood at the front door of the house at Petrovskoe. In one of them sat Mimi, the two girls, and their maid, with the bailiff, Jakoff, on the box, while in the othera britchkasat Woloda, myself, and our servant Vassili. Papa, who was to follow us to Moscow in a few days, was standing bareheaded on the entrance-steps. He made the sign of the cross at the windows of the carriages, and said:"Christ go with you! Good-bye."Jakoff and our coachman (for we had our own horses) lifted their caps in answer, and also made the　

400 BCON THE SACRED DISEASEby Hippocratestranslated by Francis AdamsON THE SACRED DISEASEIt is thus with regard to the disease called Sacred: it appears tome to be nowise more divine nor more sacred than other diseases, buthas a natural cause from the originates like other affections. Menregard its nature and cause as divine from ignorance and wonder,because it is not at all like to other diseases. And this notion of...　

The Yellow Godor An Idol of Africaby H. Rider HaggardCHAPTER ISAHARA LIMITEDSir Robert Aylward, Bart., M.P., sat in his office in the City ofLondon. It was a very magnificent office, quite one of the finest thatcould be found within half a mile of the Mansion House. Its exteriorwas built of Aberdeen granite, a material calculated to impress theprospective investor with a comfortable sense of security. Otherstucco, or even brick-built, offices might crumble and fall in anactual or a financial sense, but this rock-like edifice of granite,surmounted by a life-sized statue of Justice with her sca　

Concerning Christian Libertyby Martin LutherCONCERNING CHRISTIAN LIBERTYLETTER OF MARTIN LUTHER TO POPE LEO XAmong those monstrous evils of this age with which I have now forthree years been waging war, I am sometimes compelled to look toyou and to call you to mind, most blessed father Leo. In truth,since you alone are everywhere considered as being the cause ofmy engaging in war, I cannot at any time fail to remember you;and although I have been compelled by the causeless raging ofyour impious flatterers against me to appeal from your seat to a...　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE HAPPY FAMILYby Hans Christian AndersenTHE largest green leaf in this country is certainly theburdock-leaf. If you hold it in front of you, it is large enough foran apron; and if you hold it over your head, it is almost as good asan umbrella, it is so wonderfully large. A burdock never growsalone; where it grows, there are many more, and it is a splendidsight; and all this splendor is good for snails. The great whitesnails, which grand people in olden times used to have made into...　

TIMOLEON411?-337 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenIT was for the sake of others that I first commenced writingbiographies; but I find myself proceeding and attaching myself to itfor my own; the virtues of these great men serving me as a sort oflooking-glass, in which I may see how to adjust and adorn my own life.Indeed, it can be compared to nothing but daily living and associatingtogether; we receive, as it were, in our inquiry, and entertain each...　

Child of Stormby H. Rider HaggardDEDICATIONDear Mr. Stuart,For twenty years, I believe I am right in saying, you, as AssistantSecretary for Native Affairs in Natal, and in other offices, have beenintimately acquainted with the Zulu people. Moreover, you are one ofthe few living men who have made a deep and scientific study of theirlanguage, their customs and their history. So I confess that I was themore pleased after you were so good as to read this talethe secondbook of the epic of the vengeance of Zikali, "theThing-that-should-never-have-been-born," and of the fall of the House of...　

A Mountain EuropaBy John Fox, Jr.TO JAMES LANE ALLENIAs Clayton rose to his feet in the still air, the tree-tops began to tremble in the gap below him, and a rippling ran through the leaves up the mountain-side. Drawing off his hat he stretched out his arms to meet it, and his eyes closed as the cool wind struck his throat and face and lifted the hair from his forehead. About him the mountains lay like a tumultuous sea-the Jellico Spur, stilled gradually on every side into vague, purple shapes against the broken rim of the sky, and Pine Mountain and the Cumberland Range racing in like breake