Seven Discourses on Artby Sir Joshua ReynoldsINTRODUCTIONIt is a happy memory that associates the foundation of our Royal Academy with the delivery of these inaugural discourses by Sir Joshua Reynolds, on the opening of the schools, and at the first annual meetings for the distribution of its prizes. They laid down principles of art from the point of view of a man of genius who had made his power felt, and with the clear good sense which is the foundation of all work that looks upward and may hope to live. The truths here expressed concerning Art may, with slight adjustment of the way of thought, be applied to Literature or to any exercise of the best powers of mind for shaping the deligh　

LIN McLEANLIN McLEANByOWEN WISTER1- Page 2-LIN McLEANDEDICATIONMY DEAR HARRY MERCER: When Lin McLean was only a hero inmanuscript, he received his first welcome and chastening beneath yourpatient roof. By none so much as by you has he in private been helped andaffectionately disciplined, an now you must stand godfather to him uponthis public page.Always yours,OWEN WISTERPhiladelphia, 1897...　

Eugenie Grandetby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Maria.May your name, that of one whose portrait is the noblest ornamentof this work, lie on its opening pages like a branch of sacredbox, taken from an unknown tree, but sanctified by religion, andkept ever fresh and green by pious hands to bless the house.De Balzac.EUGENIE GRANDETIThere are houses in certain provincial towns whose aspect inspiresmelancholy, akin to that called forth by sombre cloisters, drearymoorlands, or the desolation of ruins. Within these houses there is,perhaps, the silence of the cloister, the barrenness of moors, theskeleton of ruins; life and movement are so stagnant there that　

Salammboby Gustave FlaubertCHAPTER ITHE FEASTIt was at Megara, a suburb of Carthage, in the gardens of Hamilcar.The soldiers whom he had commanded in Sicily were having a great feastto celebrate the anniversary of the battle of Eryx, and as the masterwas away, and they were numerous, they ate and drank with perfectfreedom.The captains, who wore bronze cothurni, had placed themselves in thecentral path, beneath a gold-fringed purple awning, which reached fromthe wall of the stables to the first terrace of the palace; the commonsoldiers were scattered beneath the trees, where numerous flat-roofedbuildings might be seen, wine-presses, cellars, storehouses, bakeries,...　

Dreams and AwakeningsWHY IS IT forbidden to write down specific knowledge of the magics? Perhaps because we all fear that such knowledge would fall into the hands of one not worthy to use it. Certainly there has always been a system of apprenticeship to ensure that specific knowledge of magic is passed only to those trained and judged worthy of such knowledge. While this seems a laudable attempt to protect us from unworthy practitioners of arcane lore, it ignores the fact that the magics are not derived from this specific knowledge. The predilection for a certain type of magic is either inborn or lacking. For instance, the ability for the magics known as the Skill is tied closely to 　

The Red Badge of CourageThe Red Badge ofCourageAn Episode of the American Civil WarStephen Crane1- Page 2-The Red Badge of CourageCHAPTER I.THE cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogsrevealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting. As the landscapechanged from brown to green, the army awak- ened, and began to tremblewith eagerness at the noise of rumors. It cast its eyes upon the roads,...　

　　His mind absorbed the scene before him, so quiet and calm and . . . normal. It was the life he had always wanted, a gathering of family and friends-he knew that they were just that, though the only one he recognized was his dear mother.　　This was the way it was supposed to be. The warmth and the love, the laughter and the quiet times. This was how he had always dreamed it would be, how he had always prayed it would be. The warm, inviting smiles. The pleasant conversation. The gentle pats on shoulders.　　But most of all there was the smile of his beloved mother, so happy now, no more a slave. When she looked at him, he saw all of that and more, saw how proud she was of him, how joyful her l　

The Cavalry GeneralThe Cavalry GeneralBy XenophonTranslation by H. G. Dakyns1- Page 2-The Cavalry GeneralXenophon the Athenian was born 431 B.C. He was a pupil of Socrates.He marched with the Spartans, and was exiled from Athens. Sparta gavehim land and property in Scillus, where he lived for many years beforehaving to move once more, to settle in Corinth. He died in 354 B.C.The Cavalry General is a discourse on the merits a cavalry general, or...　

TOM SWIFT AND HIS ELECTRIC RUNABOUT or The Speediest Car on the RoadTOM SWIFT AND HISELECTRIC RUNABOUTor The Speediest Car onthe RoadVICTOR APPLETON1- Page 2-TOM SWIFT AND HIS ELECTRIC RUNABOUT or The Speediest Car on the RoadCHAPTER ITOM HOPES FOR A PRIZE"Father," exclaimed Tom Swift, looking up from a paper he wasreading, "I think I can win that prize!""What prize is that?" inquired the aged inventor, gazing away from a...　

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...　

The Man BetweenThe Man BetweenAN INTERNATIONAL ROMANCEBy AMELIA E. BARR1- Page 2-The Man BetweenPART FIRSTO LOVE WILL VENTURE IN!CHAPTER ITHE thing that I know least about is my beginning. For it is possible tointroduce Ethel Rawdon in so many picturesque ways that the choice isembarrassing, and forces me to the conclusion that the actual...