Massacre at ParisMassacre at Parisby Christopher Marlowe1- Page 2-Massacre at Paris[DRAMATIS PERSONAE]CHARLES THE NINTHKing of France Duke of Anjouhis brother,afterwards KNIG HENRY THE THIRD King of Navarre PRINCE OFCONDEhis brotherbrothers DUKE OF GUISE CARDINAL OF LORRAINE DUKEDUMAINESON TO THE DUKE OF GUISEa boy THE LORD HIGHADMIRAL DUKE OF JOYEUX EPERNOUN PLESHE BARTUS TWOLORDS OF POLAND GONZAGO RETES MOUNTSORRELL...　

29BC THE GEORGICS29BC THE GEORGICSby Virgil1- Page 2-29BC THE GEORGICSGEORGIC IWhat makes the cornfield smile; beneath what star Maecenas, it ismeet to turn the sod Or marry elm with vine; how tend the steer; Whatpains for cattle-keeping, or what proof Of patient trial serves for thriftybees;- Such are my themes. O universallights Most glorious! ye that lead the gliding year Along the sky, Liber and...　

Autobiography of a Pocket-Handkerchiefby James Fenimore CoopoerCHAPTER I.Certain moral philosophers, with a due disdain of the flimsy foundationsof human pride, have shown that every man is equally descended from amillion of ancestors, within a given number of generations; therebydemonstrating that no prince exists who does not participate in theblood of some beggar, or any beggar who does not share in the bloodof princes. Although favored by a strictly vegetable descent myself, thelaws of nature have not permitted me to escape from the influence ofthis common rule. The earliest accounts I possess of my progenitorsrepresent them as a goodly growth of the Linum Usitatissimum, divided...　

The Lily of the Valleyby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Monsieur J. B. Nacquart,Member of the Royal Academy of Medicine.Dear DoctorHere is one of the most carefully hewn stones in thesecond course of the foundation of a literary edifice which I haveslowly and laboriously constructed. I wish to inscribe your nameupon it, as much to thank the man whose science once saved me asto honor the friend of my daily life.De Balzac.THE LILY OF THE VALLEYENVOIFelix de Vandenesse to Madame la Comtesse Natalie de Manerville:I yield to your wishes. It is the privilege of the women whom we...　

AN ODYSSEY OF THE NORTH.ITHE SLEDS WERE SINGING their eternal lament to the creaking of theharness and the tinkling bells of the leaders; but the men and dogswere tired and made no sound. The trail was heavy with new-fallensnow, and they had come far, and the runners, burdened with flint-likequarters of frozen moose, clung tenaciously to the unpacked surfaceand held back with a stubbornness almost human. Darkness was comingon, but there was no camp to pitch that night. The snow fell gentlythrough the pulseless air, not in flakes, but in tiny frost crystalsof delicate design. It was very warm- barely ten below zero- and the...　

The Foreigner: A Tale of Saskatchewanby Ralph ConnorPREFACEIn Western Canada there is to be seen to-day that most fascinating of all human phenomena, the making of a nation. Out of breeds diverse in traditions, in ideals, in speech, and in manner of life, Saxon and Slav, Teuton, Celt and Gaul, one people is being made. The blood strains of great races will mingle in the blood of a race greater than the greatest of them all.It would be our wisdom to grip these peoples to us with living hooks of justice and charity till all lines of national cleavage disappear, and in the Entity of our Canadian national life, and in the Unity of our world-wide Empire, we fuse into a people whose strength wi　

EARLY KINGS OF NORWAY.EARLY KINGS OFNORWAY.by Thomas Carlyle1- Page 2-EARLY KINGS OF NORWAY.The Icelanders, in their long winter, had a great habit of writing; andwere, and still are, excellent in penmanship, says Dahlmann. It is to thisfact, that any little history there is of the Norse Kings and their oldtragedies, crimes and heroisms, is almost all due. The Icelanders, it seems,not only made beautiful letters on their paper or parchment, but were...　

The Darrow EnigmaThe Darrow Enigmaby Melvin L. Severy1- Page 2-The Darrow EnigmaTHE EPISODE OF THEDARKENED ROOMCHAPTER IWhat shall we say when Dream-Pictures leave their frames of nightand push us from the waking world?As the part I played in the events I am about to narrate was rather thatof a passive observer than of an active participant, I need say little of...　

The Duchesse de Langeaisby Honore de BalzacTHE DUCHESS OF LANGEAISIIn a Spanish city on an island in the Mediterranean, there stands a convent of the Order of Barefoot Carmelites, where the rule instituted by St. Theresa is still preserved with all the first rigour of the reformation brought about by that illustrious woman. Extraordinary as this may seem, it is none the less true.Almost every religious house in the Peninsula, or in Europe for that matter, was either destroyed or disorganised by the outbreak of the French Revolution and the Napoleonic wars; but as this island was protected through those times by the English fleet, its wealthy convent and peaceable inhabitants were secure fr　

THE CHILDRENTHE CHILDREN1- Page 2-THE CHILDRENFELLOW TRAVELLERS WITH ABIRD, I.To attend to a living child is to be baffled in your humour,disappointed of your pathos, and set freshly free from all the pre-occupations. You cannot anticipate him. Blackbirds, overheard year byyear, do not compose the same phrases; never two leitmotifs alike. Notthe tone, but the note alters. So with the uncovenated ways of a child...　

THE LAZY TOUR OF TWO IDLE APPRENTICESTHE LAZY TOUR OFTWO IDLEAPPRENTICES1- Page 2-THE LAZY TOUR OF TWO IDLE APPRENTICESCHAPTER IIn the autumn month of September, eighteen hundred and fifty-seven,wherein these presents bear date, two idle apprentices, exhausted by thelong, hot summer, and the long, hot work it had brought with it, ran awayfrom their employer. They were bound to a highly meritorious lady(named Literature), of fair credit and repute, though, it must be...　

　A sea of mist drifted through the cloud forest: soft, grey, luminescent. On the high ridges the fog showed brighter as the morning sun began to warm and lift the moisture, although in the ravine a cool, soundless dimness still counterfeited a pre-dawn twilight.　mander Cordelia Naismith glanced at her team botanist and adjusted the straps of her biological collecting equipment a bit more fortably before continuing her breathless climb. She pushed a long tendril of fog-dampened copper hair out of her eyes, clawing it impatiently toward the clasp at the nape of her neck. Their next survey area would definitely be at a lower altitude. The gravity of this planet was slightly lower than their ho