Little Travels and Roadside Sketchesby William Makepeace ThackerayI. FROM RICHMOND IN SURREY TO BRUSSELS IN BELGIUMII. GHENTBRUGES:Ghent (1840)BrugesIII. WATERLOOLITTLE TRAVELS AND ROADSIDE SKETCHESI.FROM RICHMOND IN SURREY TO BRUSSELS IN BELGIUM. . . I quitted the "Rose Cottage Hotel" at Richmond, one of thecomfortablest, quietest, cheapest, neatest little inns in England,and a thousand times preferable, in my opinion, to the "Star andGarter," whither, if you go alone, a sneering waiter, with his haircurled, frightens you off the premises; and where, if you are bold...
Old Christmasby Washington IrvingBut is old, old, good old Christmas gone? Nothing but the hair ofhis good, gray, old head and beard left? Well, I will have that,seeing that I cannot have more of him.Hue and Cry after Christmas.CONTENTSCHRISTMASTHE STAGE-COACHCHRISTMAS EVECHRISTMAS DAYTHE CHRISTMAS DINNERA man might then beholdAt Christmas, in each hallGood fires to curb the cold,And meat for great and small.The neighbours were friendly bidden,And all had welcome true,The poor from the gates were not chidden,When this old cap was new.Old SongChristmasThere is nothing in England that exercises a more delightful spell over my imagination than the lingerings of the holiday customs and rural
East Lynneby Mrs. Henry WoodCHAPTER I.THE LADY ISABEL.In an easy-chair of the spacious and handsome library of his town- house, sat William, Earl of Mount Severn. His hair was gray, the smoothness of his expansive brow was defaced by premature wrinkles, and his once attractive face bore the pale, unmistakable look of dissipation. One of his feet was cased in folds of linen, as it rested on the soft velvet ottoman, speaking of gout as plainly as any foot ever spoke yet. It would seemto look at the man as he sat there that he had grown old before his time. And so he had. His years were barely nine and forty, yet in all save years, he was an aged man.A noted character had been the Earl of Moun
MARCELLUS268?-208 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHEY say that Marcus Claudius, who was five times consul of theRomans, was the son of Marcus; and that he was the first of his familycalled Marcellus; that is, martial, as Posidonius affirms. He was,indeed, by long experience, skilful in the art of war, of a strongbody, valiant of hand, and by natural inclinations addicted to war.This high temper and heat he showed conspicuously in battle; inother respects he was modest and obliging, and so far studious ofGreek learning and discipline, as to honour and admire those that...
THE COMPARISON OF POMPEY WITH AGESILAUSby Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHUS having drawn out the history of the lives of Agesilaus andPompey, the next thing is to compare them; and in order to this, totake a cursory view, and bring together the points in which theychiefly disagree; which are these. In the first place, Pompeyattained to all his greatness and glory by the fairest and justestmeans, owing his advancement to his own efforts, and to the frequentand important aid which he rendered Sylla, in delivering Italy fromits tyrants. But Agesilaus appears to have obtained his kingdom, not...
Annajanska, the Bolshevik Empressby George Bernard ShawANNAJANSKA is frankly a bravura piece. The modern variety theatredemands for its "turns" little plays called sketches, to lasttwenty minutes or so, and to enable some favorite performer tomake a brief but dazzling appearance on some barely passabledramatic pretext. Miss Lillah McCarthy and I, as author andactress, have helped to make one another famous on many seriousoccasions, from Man and Superman to Androcles; and Mr CharlesRicketts has not disdained to snatch moments from his paintingand sculpture to design some wonderful dresses for us. We threeunbent as Mrs Siddons, Sir Joshua Reynolds and Dr Johnson might...
TWICE-TOLD TALESTHE BIRTHMARKby Nathaniel HawthorneIN THE LATTER PART of the last century, there lived a man ofscience- an eminent proficient in every branch of naturalphilosophy- who, not long before our story opens, had madeexperience of a spiritual affinity, more attractive than anychemical one. He had left his laboratory to the care of anassistant, cleared his fine countenance from the furnace-smoke, washedthe stain of acids from his fingers, and persuaded a beautiful womanto become his wife. In those days, when the comparatively recentdiscovery of electricity, and other kindred mysteries of nature,...
The Conquest of New France, A Chronicle of the Colonial Warsby George M. WrongCONTENTSI. THE CONFLICT OPENS: FRONTENAC AND PHIPSII. QUEBEC AND BOSTONIII. FRANCE LOSES ACADIAIV. LOUISBOURG AND BOSTONV. THE GREAT WESTVI. THE VALLEY OF THE OHIOVII. THE EXPULSION OF THE ACADIANSVIII. THE VICTORIES OF MONTCALMIX. MONTCALM AT QUEBECX. THE STRATEGY OF PITTXI. THE FALL OF CANADABIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTETHE CONQUEST OF NEW FRANCECHAPTER I. The Conflict Opens: Frontenac And PhipsMany centuries of European history had been marked by war almostceaseless between France and England when these two states first...
How to Learn Any LanguageQuickly, Easily, Inexpensively, Enjoyably and On Your OwnbyBarry FarberFounder of the Language Club/Nationally Syndicated Talk Show HostTo Bibi and Celia, for the pleasure of helping teach themtheir first language, followed by the pleasure of having themthen teach me their second!ContentsAcknowledgementsIntroductionPart I: My StoryA Life of Language LearningPart II: The SystemDo As I Now Say, Not As I Then Did...
Tarzan and the Jewels of OparTarzan and the Jewels ofOparby Edgar Rice Burroughs1- Page 2-Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar1Belgian and ArabLieutenant Albert Werper had only the prestige of the name he haddishonored to thank for his narrow escape from being cashiered. At firsthe had been humbly thankful, too, that they had sent him to this...
FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENWHAT THE MOON SAWby Hans Christian AndersenINTRODUCTIONINTRODUCTIONIT is a strange thing, when I feel most fervently and most deeply,my hands and my tongue seem alike tied, so that I cannot rightlydescribe or accurately portray the thoughts that are rising within me;and yet I am a painter; my eye tells me as much as that, and all myfriends who have seen my sketches and fancies say the same.I am a poor lad, and live in one of the narrowest of lanes; butI do not want for light, as my room is high up in the house, with an...
The Golden Chersonese and the Way Thitherby Isabella L. Bird (Mrs. Bishop)PREFACEIn presenting to the public the last installment of my travels in theFar East, in 1879, I desire to offer, both to my readers and critics, mygrateful acknowledgments for the kindness with which my letters fromJapan were received, and to ask for an equally kind and lenient estimateof my present volume, which has been prepared for publication under theheavy shadow of the loss of the beloved and only sister to whom theletters of which it consists were written, and whose able and carefulcriticism, as well as loving interest, accompanied my former volumesthrough the press....