Sketches New and Oldby Mark TwainSKETCHES NEW AND OLDCONTENTS:PREFACEMY WATCHPOLITICAL ECONOMYTHE JUMPING FROGJOURNALISM IN TENNESSEETHE STORY OF THE BAD LITTLE BOYTHE STORY OF THE GOOD LITTLE BOYA COUPLE OF POEMS BY TWAIN AND MOORENIAGARAANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTSTO RAISE POULTRYEXPERIENCE OF THE MCWILLIAMSES WITH MEMBRANOUS CROUPMY FIRST LITERARY VENTUREHOW THE AUTHOR WAS SOLD IN NEWARKTHE OFFICE BOREJOHNNY GREERTHE FACTS IN THE CASE OF THE GREAT BEEF CONTRACTTHE CASE OF GEORGE FISHERDISGRACEFUL PERSECUTION OF A BOYTHE JUDGES "SPIRITED WOMAN"INFORMATION WANTEDSOME LEARNED FABLES, FOR GOOD OLD BOYS AND GIRLSMY LATE SENATORIAL SECRETARYSHIP...
Alcibiades IIby Platonic ImitatorTranslated by Benjamin JowettAPPENDIX 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 considerableoriginality, and are remarkable for containing several thoughts of the sortwhich we suppose to be modern rather than ancient, and which therefore havea peculiar interest for us. The Second Alcibiades shows that the...
Vailima Lettersby Robert Louis StevensonCHAPTER IIN THE MOUNTAIN, APIA, SAMOA,MONDAY, NOVEMBER 2ND, 1890MY DEAR COLVIN, - This is a hard and interesting andbeautiful life that we lead now. Our place is in a deepcleft of Vaea Mountain, some six hundred feet above the sea,embowered in forest, which is our strangling enemy, and whichwe combat with axes and dollars. I went crazy over outdoorwork, and had at last to confine myself to the house, orliterature must have gone by the board. NOTHING is sointeresting as weeding, clearing, and path-making; theoversight of labourers becomes a disease; it is quite an...
THE IDLE THOUGHTSOFAN IDLE FELLOW.by JEROME K. JEROME.NEW YORK:A. L. BURT, PUBLISHER.TOTHE VERY DEAR AND WELL-BELOVEDFRIENDOF MY PROSPEROUS AND EVIL DAYSTO THE FRIENDWHO, THOUGH IN THE EARLY STAGES OF OUR ACQUAINTANCESHIPDID OFTTIMES DISAGREE WITH ME, HAS SINCEBECOME TO BE MY VERY WARMEST COMRADETO THE FRIENDWHO, HOWEVER OFTEN I MAY PUT HIM OUT, NEVER (NOW)UPSETS ME IN REVENGETO THE FRIENDWHO, TREATED WITH MARKED COOLNESS BY ALL THE FEMALEMEMBERS OF MY HOUSEHOLD, AND REGARDED WITH SUSPICIONBY MY VERY DOG, NEVERTHELESS SEEMS DAY BYDAY TO BE MORE DRAWN BY ME, AND IN RETURNTO MORE AND MORE IMPREGNATE ME WITHTHE ODOR OF HIS FRIENDSHIP...
The Gathering of Brother Hilariusby Michael Fairless Alias of Margaret Fairless BarberPART I - THE SEEDCHAPTER I - BLIND EYES IN THE FORESTHILARIUS stood at the Monastery gate, looking away down the smooth, well-kept road to the highway beyond. It lay quiet and serene in the June sunshine, the white way to the outer world, and not even a dust cloud on the horizon promised the approach of the train of sumpter mules laden with meats for the bellies and cloth for the backs of the good Brethren within. The Cellarer lacked wine, the drug stores in the farmery were running low; last, but not least, the Precentor had bespoken precious colours, rich gold, costly vellum, and on these the thoughts
The Secret Places of the Heartby H. G. Wells1922CONTENTSChapter1. THE CONSULTATION2. LADY HARDY3. THE DEPARTURE4. AT MAIDENHEAD5. IN THE LAND OF THE FORGOTTEN PEOPLES6. THE ENCOUNTER AT STONEHENGE7. COMPANIONSHIP8. FULL MOON9. THE LAST DAYS OF SIR RICHMOND HARDYTHE SECRET PLACES OF THE HEARTCHAPTER THE FIRSTSection 1The maid was a young woman of great natural calmness; she was accustomed to let in visitors who had this air of being annoyed and finding one umbrella too numerous for them. It mattered nothing to her that the gentleman was asking for Dr. Martineau as if he was asking for something with an unpleasant taste. Almost imperceptibly she relieved him of his umbrella and juggled his ha
Pazby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONDedicated to the Comtesse Clara Maffei.PAZ(LA FAUSSE MAITRESSE)IIn September, 1835, one of the richest heiresses of the faubourgSaint-Germain, Mademoiselle du Rouvre, the only daughter of theMarquis du Rouvre, married Comte Adam Mitgislas Laginski, a youngPolish exile.We ask permission to write these Polish names as they are pronounced,to spare our readers the aspect of the fortifications of consonants bywhich the Slave language protects its vowels,probably not to losethem, considering how few there are....
Maid Marianby Thomas Love PeacockCHAPTER INow come ye for peace here, or come ye for war? SCOTT."The abbot, in his alb arrayed," stood at the altar in the abbey-chapel of Rubygill, with all his plump, sleek, rosy friars, in goodly lines disposed, to solemnise the nuptials of the beautiful Matilda Fitzwater, daughter of the Baron of Arlingford, with the noble Robert Fitz-Ooth, Earl of Locksley and Huntingdon. The abbey of Rubygill stood in a picturesque valley, at a little distance from the western boundary of Sherwood Forest, in a spot which seemed adapted by nature to be the retreat of monastic mortification, being on the banks of a fine trout-stream, and in the midst of woodland coverts
EURASIAEURASIAChris. Evans1- Page 2-EURASIAPREFACE.In "Eurasia" the author describes an ideal republic where many of theproblems that confront us are worked out. The book describes in aninteresting and readable way how government is administered in this idealrepublic. The government is one in which women take their full share ofresponsibility, the school children are trained in the problems they willmeet in life, and more emphasis is laid on character building than on the...
Love-Songs of Childhoodby Eugene FieldTo Mrs. Belle AnglerDearest Aunt:Many years ago you used to rock me to sleep, cradling me in yourarms and singing me petty songs. Surely you have not forgottenthat time, and I recall it with tenderness. You were verybeautiful then. But you are more beautiful now; for, in the yearsthat have come and gone since then, the joys and the sorrows ofmaternity have impressed their saintly grace upon the dear face Iused to kiss, and have made your gentle heart gentler still.Beloved lady, in memory of years to be recalled only in thought,and in token of my gratitude and affection, I bring you these...
IS SHAKESPEARE DEAD?(from My Autobiography)Scattered here and there through the stacks of unpublishedmanuscript which constitute this formidable Autobiography andDiary of mine, certain chapters will in some distant future befound which deal with "Claimants"claimants historicallynotorious: Satan, Claimant; the Golden Calf, Claimant; theVeiled Prophet of Khorassan, Claimant; Louis XVII., Claimant;William Shakespeare, Claimant; Arthur Orton, Claimant; Mary BakerG. Eddy, Claimantand the rest of them. Eminent Claimants,successful Claimants, defeated Claimants, royal Claimants, plebClaimants, showy Claimants, shabby Claimants, revered Claimants,...
THUVIA, MAID OF MARSTHUVIA, MAID OFMARS1- Page 2-THUVIA, MAID OF MARSCHAPTER ICARTHORIS AND THUVIAUpon a massive bench of polished ersite beneath the gorgeousblooms of a giant pimalia a woman sat. Her shapely, sandalled foot tappedimpatiently upon the jewel-strewn walk that wound beneath the statelysorapus trees across the scarlet sward of the royal gardens of Thuvan Dihn,Jeddak of Ptarth, as a dark-haired, red- skinned warrior bent low toward...