The Ivory Childby H. Rider HaggardCHAPTER IALLAN GIVES A SHOOTING LESSONNow I, Allan Quatermain, come to the story of what was, perhaps, oneof the strangest of all the adventures which have befallen me in thecourse of a life that so far can scarcely be called tame or humdrum.Amongst many other things it tells of the war against the Black Kendahpeople and the dead of Jana, their elephant god. Often since then Ihave wondered if this creature was or was not anything more than amere gigantic beast of the forest. It seems improbable, evenimpossible, but the reader of future days may judge of this matter forhimself....　

His Own Peopleby Booth TarkingtonI. A Change of LodgingThe glass-domed "palm-room" of the Grand Continental Hotel Magnifiquein Rome is of vasty heights and distances, filled with a mellow greenlight which filters down languidly through the upper foliage of tallpalms, so that the two hundred people who may be refreshing ordisplaying themselves there at the tea-hour have something the lookof under-water creatures playing upon the sea-bed. They appear,however, to be unaware of their condition; even the ladies, most likeanemones of that gay assembly, do not seem to know it; and when theHungarian band (crustacean-like in costume, and therefore wellwithin the picture) has sheathed its flying te　

THE DIAMOND MAKERSome business had detained me in Chancery Lane nine in theevening, and thereafter, having some inkling of a headache, I wasdisinclined either for entertainment or further work. So much ofthe sky as the high cliffs of that narrow canon of traffic leftvisible spoke of a serene night, and I determined to make my waydown to the Embankment, and rest my eyes and cool my head bywatching the variegated lights upon the river. Beyond comparisonthe night is the best time for this place; a merciful darknesshides the dirt of the waters, and the lights of this transitionalage, red glaring orange, gas-yellow, and electric white, are set in...　

The Divine Comedytranslated by Henry Wadsworth LongfellowPARADISOParadiso: Canto IThe glory of Him who moveth everythingDoth penetrate the universe, and shineIn one part more and in another less.Within that heaven which most his light receivesWas I, and things beheld which to repeatNor knows, nor can, who from above descends;Because in drawing near to its desireOur intellect ingulphs itself so far,That after it the memory cannot go.Truly whatever of the holy realmI had the power to treasure in my mindShall now become the subject of my song.O good Apollo, for this last empriseMake of me such a vessel of thy power...　

Phyllis of Philistiaby Frank Frankfort MooreCHAPTER I.AN ASTRONOMER WITHOUT A TELESCOPE."After all," said Mr. Ayrton, "what is marriage?""Ah!" sighed Phyllis. She knew that her father had become possessed of a phrase, and that he was anxious to flutter it before her to see how it went. He was a connoisseur in the bric-a-brac of phrases."Marriage means all your eggs in one basket," said he."Ah!" sighed Phyllis once more. She wondered if her father really thought that she would be comforted in her great grief by a phrase. She did not want to know how marriage might be defined. She knew that all definitions are indefinite. She knew that in the case of marriage everything depends upon the defin　

The Passing of the Frontier, A Chronicle of the Old Westby Emerson HoughCONTENTSI. THE FRONTIER IN HISTORYII. THE RANGEIII. THE CATTLE TRAILSIV. THE COWBOYV. THE MINESVI. PATHWAYS OF THE WESTVII. THE INDIAN WARSVIII. THE CATTLE KINGSIX. THE HOMESTEADERBIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTETHE PASSING OF THE FRONTIERChapter I. The Frontier In HistoryThe frontier! There is no word in the English language more stirring, more intimate, or more beloved. It has in it all the elan of the old French phrase, En avant! It carries all of the old Saxon command, Forward!! It means all that America ever meant. It means the old hope of a real personal liberty, and yet a real human advance in character and achievement. To a　

The Uncommercial Travellerby Charles DickensCHAPTER I - HIS GENERAL LINE OF BUSINESSAllow me to introduce myself - first negatively.No landlord is my friend and brother, no chambermaid loves me, nowaiter worships me, no boots admires and envies me. No round ofbeef or tongue or ham is expressly cooked for me, no pigeon-pie isespecially made for me, no hotel-advertisement is personallyaddressed to me, no hotel-room tapestried with great-coats andrailway wrappers is set apart for me, no house of publicentertainment in the United Kingdom greatly cares for my opinion ofits brandy or sherry. When I go upon my journeys, I am not usually...　

Children of the Whirlwindby Leroy ScottCHAPTER IIt was an uninspiring bit of street: narrow, paved with cobble; hot and noisy in summer, reeking with unwholesome mud during the drizzling and snow-slimed months of winter. It looked anything this May after noon except a starting-place for drama. But, then, the great dramas of life often avoid the splendid estates and trappings with which conventional romance would equip them, and have their beginnings in unlikeliest environment; and thence sweep on to a noble, consuming tragedy, or to a glorious unfolding of souls. Life is a composite of contradictionsa puzzle to the wisest of us: the lily lifting its graceful purity aloft may have its roots 　

Book of Nonsenseby Edward LearThere was an Old Derry down Derry,Who loved to see little folks merry;So he made them a Book,And with laughter they shook,At the fun of that Derry down Derry!TO THE GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN,GRAND-NEPHEWS, AND GRAND-NIECESOF EDWARD, 13th EARL OF DERBY,THIS BOOK OF DRAWINGS AND VERSES(The greater part of which were originallymade and composed for their parents,)IS DEDICATED BY THE AUTHOR,EDWARD LEAR1.There was an Old Man with a beard,Who said, "It is just as I feared!Two Owls and a Hen,Four Larks and a Wren,Have all built their nests in my beard!"...　

Personal Memoirs of P.H.Sheridan V1 of 2by Philip Henry SheridanPREFACEWhen, yielding to the solicitations of my friends, I finally decidedto write these Memoirs, the greatest difficulty which confronted mewas that of recounting my share in the many notable events of thelast three decades, in which I played a part, without entering toofully into the history of these years, and at the same time withoutgiving to my own acts an unmerited prominence. To what extent I haveovercome this difficulty I must leave the reader to judge.In offering this record, penned by my own hand, of the events of mylife, and of my participation in our great struggle for national...　

400 BCON FRACTURESby HippocratesTranslated by Francis AdamsIN TREATING fractures and dislocations, the physician must makethe extension as straight as possible, for this is the most naturaldirection. But if it incline to either side, it should rather turnto that of pronation, for there is thus less harm than if it be towardsupination. Those, then, who act in such cases without deliberation,for the most part do not fall into any great mistake, for the personwho is to have his arm bound, presents it in the proper position...　

THE SKETCH BOOKCHRISTMASby Washington IrvingCHRISTMASBut 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 I cannot have more of him.HUE AND CRY AFTER CHRISTMAS.A man might then beholdAt Christmas, in each hallGood fires to curb the cold,And meat for great and small.The neighbors were friendly bidden,And all had welcome true,The poor from the gates were not chidden...