ADVENTUREADVENTUREby Jack London1- Page 2-ADVENTURECHAPTER ISOMETHING TOBE DONEHe was a very sick white man. He rode pick-a-back on a woolly-headed, black-skinned savage, the lobes of whose ears had been piercedand stretched until one had torn out, while the other carried a circularblock of carved wood three inches in diameter. The torn ear had beenpierced again, but this time not so ambitiously, for the hole accommodated...　

THE SLEEPING BEAUTY IN THE WOODTHERE were formerly a king and a queen, who were sosorry that they had no children; so sorry that it cannotbe expressed. They went to all the waters in the world;vows, pilgrimages, all ways were tried, and all to nopurpose.At last, however, the Queen had a daughter. There wasa very fine christening; and the Princess had for her god-mothers all the fairies they could find in the whole kingdom(they found seven), that every one of them mightgive her a gift, as was the custom of fairies in those days.By this means the Princess had all the perfections imaginable.After the ceremonies of the christening were over, all...　

ELECBOOK CLASSICSPride andPrejudiceJane Austen- Page 2-ELECBOOK CLASSICSebc0017. Jane Austen: Pride and PrejudiceThis file is free for individual use only. It must not be altered or resold.Organisations wishing to use it must first obtain a licence.Low cost licenses are available. Contact us through our web site(C) The Electric Book Co 1998The Electric Book Company Ltd20 Cambridge Drive, London SE12 8AJ, UK+44 (0)181 488 3872 www.elecbook...　

Sketches of Young CouplesSketches of YoungCouplesCharles Dickens.1- Page 2-Sketches of Young CouplesAN URGENT REMONSTRANCE, &cTO THE GENTLEMEN OF ENGLAND,(BEING BACHELORS OR WIDOWERS,)THE REMONSTRANCE OF THEIR FAITHFUL FELLOW-SUBJECT,SHEWETH,-THAT Her Most Gracious Majesty, Victoria, by the Grace of God ofthe United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland Queen, Defender of theFaith, did, on the 23rd day of November last past, declare and pronounce...　

STORIESSTORIESby English Authors in London1- Page 2-STORIESTHE INCONSIDERATE WAITERBY J. M. BARRIEFrequently I have to ask myself in the street for the name of the man Ibowed to just now, and then, before I can answer, the wind of the firstcorner blows him from my memory. I have a theory, however, that thosepuzzling faces, which pass before I can see who cut the coat, all belong toclub waiters.Until William forced his affairs upon me that was all I did know of the...　

APPENDIX DThe Awful German LanguageA little learning makes the whole world kin.Proverbs xxxii, 7.I went often to look at the collection of curiositiesin Heidelberg Castle, and one day I surprised the keeperof it with my German. I spoke entirely in that language.He was greatly interested; and after I had talked a whilehe said my German was very rare, possibly a "unique";and wanted to add it to his museum.If he had known what it had cost me to acquire my art,he would also have known that it would break anycollector to buy it. Harris and I had been hard atwork on our German during several weeks at that time,...　

　Acknowledgments　The authors would like to acknowledge mander Stephen Littfin, United States Naval Reserve, for his invaluable help with the naval aspects of The Ice Limit. Our deep gratitude also goes out to Michael Tusiani and Captain Emilio Fernandez Sierra, who corrected various tanker-related elements of the manuscript. We would also like to thank Tim Tiernan for his advice on metallurgy and physics, the meteorite hunter Charlie Snell of Santa Fe for information on how meteorite hunters actually operate, and Frank Ryle, senior structural engineer at Ove Arup & Partners. We also want to express our appreciation to various other anonymous engineers who shared with us confidential enginee　

　　　　I HAD BEEN making the rounds of the Sacrifice Poles the day we heard my brother had escaped. I already knew something was going to happen; the Factory told me.　　　　At the north end of the island, near the tumbled remains of the slip where the handle of the rusty winch still creaks in an easterly wind, I had two Poles on the far face of the last dune. One of the Poles held a rat head with two dragonflies, the other a seagull and two mice. I was just sticking one of the mouse heads back on when the birds went up into the evening air, kaw-calling and screaming, wheeling over the path through the dunes where it went near their nests. I made sure the head was secure, then clambered to the top　

Lectures XI, XII, and XIIISAINTLINESSThe last lecture left us in a state of expectancy. What may thepractical fruits for life have been, of such movingly happyconversions as those we heard of? With this question the reallyimportant part of our task opens, for you remember that we beganall this empirical inquiry not merely to open a curious chapterin the natural history of human consciousness, but rather toattain a spiritual judgment as to the total value and positivemeaning of all the religious trouble and happiness which we haveseen. We must, therefore, first describe the fruits of the...　

THE CELESTIAL RAILROADNot a great while ago, passing through the gate of dreams, Ivisited that region of the earth in which lies the famous City ofDestruction. It interested me much to learn that by the publicspirit of some of the inhabitants a railroad has recently beenestablished between this populous and flourishing town and theCelestial City. Having a little time upon my hands, I resolved togratify a liberal curiosity by making a trip thither.Accordingly, one fine morning after paying my bill at the hotel,and directing the porter to stow my luggage behind a coach, Itook my seat in the vehicle and set out for the station-house. Itwas my good fortune to enjoy the company of a gentlemanone　

The Conflictby David Graham PhillipsIFour years at Wellesley; two years about equally divided among Paris, Dresden and Florence. And now Jane Hastings was at home again. At home in the unchanged housespacious, old-fashionedlooking down from its steeply sloping lawns and terraced gardens upon the sooty, smoky activities of Remsen City, looking out upon a charming panorama of hills and valleys in the heart of South Central Indiana. Six years of striving in the East and abroad to satisfy the restless energy she inherited from her father; and here she was, as restless as everyet with everything done that a woman could do in the way of an active career. She looked back upon her years of elab　

LAHOMALAHOMAby John Breckenridge Ellis1- Page 2-LAHOMACHAPTER ITHE TOUCH OF A CHILD"I have given my word of honormy sacred oathnot to betray what Ihave discovered here."At these words from the prisoner, a shout arose in which oaths andmocking laughter mingled like the growling and snapping of hunger-maddened wolves."Then if I must die," Gledware cried, his voice, in its shrill excitement,...