The Pathfinder, or, The Inland Seaby James Fenimore CooperPREFACEThe plan of this tale suggested itself to the writer manyyears since, though the details are altogether of recent in-vention. The idea of associating seamen and savages inincidents that might be supposed characteristic of theGreat Lakes having been mentioned to a Publisher, thelatter obtained something like a pledge from the Authorto carry out the design at some future day, which pledgeis now tardily and imperfectly redeemed.The reader may recognize an old friend under new cir-cumstances in the principal character of this legend. Ifthe exhibition made of this old acquaintance, in the novel...
Westward Ho!by Charles KingsleyTOTHE RAJAH SIR JAMES BROOKE, K.C.B.ANDGEORGE AUGUSTUS SELWYN, D.D.BISHOP OF NEW ZEALANDTHIS BOOK IS DEDICATEDBy one who (unknown to them) has no other method of expressing hisadmiration and reverence for their characters.That type of English virtue, at once manful and godly, practicaland enthusiastic, prudent and self-sacrificing, which he has triedto depict in these pages, they have exhibited in a form even purerand more heroic than that in which he has drest it, and than thatin which it was exhibited by the worthies whom Elizabeth, withoutdistinction of rank or age, gathered round her in the ever glorious...
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...
The Cruise of the DolphinThe Cruise of theDolphinby Thomas Bailey Aldrich1- Page 2-The Cruise of the Dolphin(1 An episode from The Story of a Bad Boy, the narrator being TomBailey, the hero of the tale.)Every Rivermouth boy looks upon the sea as being in some waymixed up with his destiny. While he is yet a baby lying in his cradle, hehears the dull, far-off boom of the breakers; when he is older, he wandersby the sandy shore, watching the waves that come plunging up the beach...
December 29th: A lone figure, hunched down against the howling winter wind, moved step by frozen step through the Colorado wilderness. He was ill clad for such a winter trek, wearing soft thin boots and a clinging mauve with-sparkles tunic. His only defenses against the cold were an engineer cap on his platinum-blond thin hair and a scarf made of an old piece of furniture fabric wrapped several times around his thin pale neck. The wanderer was nearly frozen to death, his cracked and bleeding gloveless hands shoved into small pockets lined with tissue paper. His pale face, buried in the fabric of the scarf, was likewise a mass of cracks. His reddish albino eyes were swollen. Anyone could t
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:...
The Iceberg ExpressThe Iceberg Expressby David Cory1- Page 2-The Iceberg ExpressThe Magic CombOne bright morning in August little Mary Louise put on her hat andwent trudging across the meadow to the beach.It was the first time she had been trusted out alone since the family hadmoved to the seashore for the summer; for Mary Louise was a little girl,nothing about her was large, except her round gray eyes.There was a pale mist on the far-off sea, and up around the sun were...
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,...
Thomas L FriedmanTo Matt and Kay and to RonContentsHow the World Became FlatOne: While I Was Sleeping / 3Two: The Ten Forces That Flattened the World / 48Flattener#l. 11/9/89Flattener #2. 8/9/95Flattener #3. Work Flow SoftwareFlattener #4. Open-SourcingFlattener #5. OutsourcingFlattener #6. OffshoringFlattener #7. Supply-ChainingFlattener #8. InsourcingFlattener #9. In-formingFlattener #10.The Steroids Three: The Triple Convergence / 173Four: The Great Sorting Out / 201America and the Flat WorldFive: America and Free Trade / 225Six: The Untouchables / 237Seven: The Quiet Crisis / 250Eight: This Is Not a Test / 276...
The Civilization of the Renaissance in Italyby Jacob BurckhardtTable of ContentsPart One: The State as a Work of Art1-1 Introduction1-2 Despots of the Fourteenth Century1-3 Despots of the Fifteenth Century1-4 The Smaller Despotisms1-5 The Greater Dynasties1-6 The Opponents of the Despots1-7 The Republics: Venice and Florence1-8 Foreign Policy1-9 War as a Work of Art1-10 The Papacy1-11 PatriotismPart Two: The Development of the Individual2-1 Personality2-2 Glory2-3 Ridicule and WitPart Three: The Revival of Antiquity3-1 Introductory3-2 The Ruins of Rome3-3 The Classics3-4 The Humanists3-5 Universities and Schools3-6 Propagators of Antiquity...
MEASURE FOR MEASUREMEASURE FORMEASUREWilliam Shakespeare16051- Page 2-MEASURE FOR MEASUREDRAMATIS PERSONAEVINCENTIO, the Duke ANGELO, the Deputy ESCALUS, anancient Lord CLAUDIO, a young gentleman LUCIO, a fantastic Twoother like Gentlemen VARRIUS, a gentleman, servant to the DukePROVOST THOMAS, friar PETER, friar A JUSTICE ELBOW, a simpleconstable FROTH, a foolish gentleman POMPEY, a clown and servant to...
PADRE IGNACIO Or The Song of TemptationPADRE IGNACIO OrThe Song of TemptationBY OWEN WISTER1- Page 2-PADRE IGNACIO Or The Song of TemptationIAt Santa Ysabel del Mar the season was at one of those momentswhen the air rests quiet over land and sea. The old breezes were gone; thenew ones were not yet risen. The flowers in the mission garden openedwide; no wind came by day or night to shake the loose petals from their...