SHERLOCK HOLMESTHE ADVENTURE OF WISTERIA LODGEby Sir Arthur Conan Doyle1. The Singular Experience of Mr. John Scott EcclesI find it recorded in my notebook that it was a bleak and windy day,towards the end of March in the year 1892. Holmes had received atelegram while we sat at our lunch, and he had scribbled a reply. Hemade no remark, but the matter remained in his thoughts, for hestood in front of the fire afterwards with a thoughtful face,smoking his pipe, and casting an occasional glance at the message.Suddenly he turned upon me with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes....　

ALCIBIADES IIALCIBIADES IIPlatonic ImitatorTranslated by Benjamin Jowett1- Page 2-ALCIBIADES IIAPPENDIX II.The two dialogues which are translated in the second appendix are notmentioned by Aristotle, or by any early authority, and have no claim to beascribed to Plato. They are examples of Platonic dialogues to be assignedprobably to the second or third generation after Plato, when his writingswere well known at Athens and Alexandria. They exhibit considerable...　

ONE BASKETONE BASKETTHIRTY-ONE SHORT STORIESEDNA FERBER1- Page 2-ONE BASKETThe Woman Who Tried to Be Good[1913]Before she tried to be a good woman she had been a very badwomanso bad that she could trail her wonderful apparel up and downMain Street, from the Elm Tree Bakery to the railroad tracks, without oncehaving a man doff his hat to her or a woman bow. You passed her on thestreet with a surreptitious glance, though she was well worth looking at...　

A FAIR PENITENTA FAIR PENITENTby WILKIE COLLINS1- Page 2-A FAIR PENITENTCharles Pineau Duclos was a French writer of biographies and novels,who lived and worked during the first half of the eighteenth century. Heprospered sufficiently well, as a literary man, to be made secretary to theFrench Academy, and to be allowed to succeed Voltaire in the office ofhistoriographer of France. He has left behind him, in his own country,the reputation of a lively writer of the second class, who addressed the...　

The Beast in the Jungleby Henry JamesCHAPTER IWhat determined the speech that startled him in the course of their encounter scarcely matters, being probably but some words spoken by himself quite without intentionspoken as they lingered and slowly moved together after their renewal of acquaintance. He had been conveyed by friends an hour or two before to the house at which she was staying; the party of visitors at the other house, of whom he was one, and thanks to whom it was his theory, as always, that he was lost in the crowd, had been invited over to luncheon. There had been after luncheon much dispersal, all in the interest of the original motive, a view of Weatherend itself and the f　

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...　

THE ENEMY CONQUERED; OR, LOVE TRIUMPHANTSweet girl, thy smiles are full of charms,Thy voice is sweeter still,It fills the breast with fond alarms,Echoed by every rill.I begin this little work with an eulogy upon woman, who has everbeen distinguished for her perseverance, her constancy, and herdevoted attention to those upon whom she has been pleased to placeher AFFECTIONS. Many have been the themes upon which writers andpublic speakers have dwelt with intense and increasing interest.Among these delightful themes stands that of woman, the balmto all our sighs and disappointments, and the most pre-eminent...　

THE MASTERY OF THE AIRTHE MASTERY OFTHE AIRby WILLIAM J. CLAXTONPREFACEThis book makes no pretence of going minutely into the technical andscientific sides of human flight: rather does it deal mainly with the realachievements of pioneers who have helped to make aviation what it is to-day.My chief object has been to arouse among my readers an intelligentinterest in the art of flight, and, profiting by friendly criticism of several ofmy former works, I imagine that this is best obtained by setting forth the...　

CLOTELLECLOTELLEBy William Wells Brown1- Page 2-CLOTELLECHAPTER ITHE SOUTHERN SOCIAL CIRCLEFOR many years the South has been noted for its beautiful Quadroonwomen. Bottles of ink, and reams of paper, have been used to portray the"finely-cut and well-moulded features," the "silken curls," the "dark andbrilliant eyes," the "splendid forms," the "fascinating smiles," and"accomplished manners" of these impassioned and voluptuous daughters...　

Heidiby Johanna SpyriCONTENTSI Up the Mountain to Alm-UncleII At Home with GrandfatherIII Out with the GoatsIV The Visit to GrandmotherV Two Visits and What Came of ThemVI A New Chapter about New ThingsVII Fraulein Rottenmeier Spends an Uncomfortable DayVIII There is Great Commotion in the Large HouseIX Herr Sesemann Hears of Things that are New to HimX Another GrandmotherXI Heidi Gains in One Way and Loses in AnotherXII A Ghost in the HouseXIII A Summer Evening on the MountainXIV Sunday BellsXV Preparations for a journeyXVI A VisitorXVII A CompensationXVIII Winter in DorfliXIX The Winter Continues...　

IN WHICH PHILEAS FOGG AND PASSEPARTOUT ACCEPT EACH OTHER, THE ONE AS MASTER, THE OTHER AS MAN.Mr Phileas Fogg lived, in 1872, at No. 7, Saville Row, Burlington Gardens, the house in which Sheridan died in 1814. He was one of the most noticeable members of the Reform Club, though he seemed always to avoid attracting attention; an enigmatical personage, about whom little was known, except that he was a polished man of the world. People said that he resembled Byron, - at least that his head was Byronic; but he was a bearded, tranquil Byron, who might live on a thousand years without growing old.Certainly an Englishman, it was more doubtful whether Phileas Fogg was a Londoner. He was never seen　

Chapter IV of Volume III (Chap. 46)ELIZABETH had been a good deal disappointed in not finding a letter from Jane on their first arrival at Lambton; and this disappointment had been renewed on each of the mornings that had now been spent there; but on the third, her repining was over, and her sister justified, by the receipt of two letters from her at once, on one of which was marked that it had been missent elsewhere. Elizabeth was not surprised at it, as Jane had written the direction remarkably ill.They had just been preparing to walk as the letters came in; and her uncle and aunt, leaving her to enjoy them in quiet, set off by themselves. The one missent must be first attended to; it had