ARATUS271-213 B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHE philosopher Chrysippus, O Polycrates, quotes an ancientproverb, not as really it should be, apprehending, I suppose, thatit sounded too harshly, but so as he thought it would run best, inthese words:-"Who praise their fathers but the generous sons?"But Dionysodorus the Troezenian proves him to be wrong, and restoresthe true reading, which is thus:-"Who praise their fathers but degenerate sons?"telling us that the proverb is meant to stop the mouth of those who,...　

The Brotherhood of Consolationby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyFIRST EPISODEMADAME DE LA CHANTERIEITHE MALADY OF THE AGEOn a fine evening in the month of September, 1836, a man about thirtyyears of age was leaning on the parapet of that quay from which aspectator can look up the Seine from the Jardin des Plantes to Notre-Dame, and down, along the vast perspective of the river, to theLouvre. There is not another point of view to compare with it in thecapital of ideas. We feel ourselves on the quarter-deck, as it were,of a gigantic vessel. We dream of Paris from the days of the Romans tothose of the Franks, from the Normans to the Burgundians, the Middle-...　

A Mountain EuropaBy John Fox, Jr.TO JAMES LANE ALLENIAs Clayton rose to his feet in the still air, the tree-tops began to tremble in the gap below him, and a rippling ran through the leaves up the mountain-side. Drawing off his hat he stretched out his arms to meet it, and his eyes closed as the cool wind struck his throat and face and lifted the hair from his forehead. About him the mountains lay like a tumultuous sea-the Jellico Spur, stilled gradually on every side into vague, purple shapes against the broken rim of the sky, and Pine Mountain and the Cumberland Range racing in like breakers from the north. Under him lay Jellico Valley, and just visible in a wooded cove, whence Indian C　

G. K. CHESTERTONTHE WISDOMOF FATHER BROWNToLUCIAN OLDERSHAWCONTENTS1. The Absence of Mr Glass2. The Paradise of Thieves3. The Duel of Dr Hirsch4. The Man in the Passage5. The Mistake of the Machine6. The Head of Caesar7. The Purple Wig8. The Perishing of the Pendragons9. The God of the Gongs10. The Salad of Colonel Cray11. The Strange Crime of John Boulnois12. The Fairy Tale of Father BrownONEThe Absence of Mr Glass...　

Mr. Gladstone and Genesisby Thomas Henry HuxleyIn controversy, as in courtship, the good old rule to be offwith the old before one is on with the new, greatly commendsitself to my sense of expediency. And, therefore, it appears tome desirable that I should preface such observations as I mayhave to offer upon the cloud of arguments (the relevancy ofwhich to the issue which I had ventured to raise is not alwaysobvious) put forth by Mr. Gladstone in the January number ofthis review, by an endeavour to make clear to such of ourreaders as have not had the advantage of a forensic educationthe present net result of the discussion....　

Eryxiasby a Platonic Imitator (see Appendix II)Translated 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...　

Herodiasby Gustave FlaubertCHAPTER IIn the eastern side of the Dead Sea rose the citadel of Machaerus. Itwas built upon a conical peak of basalt, and was surrounded by fourdeep valleys, one on each side, another in front, and the fourth inthe rear. At the base of the citadel, crowding against one another, agroup of houses stood within the circle of a wall, whose outlinesundulated with the unevenness of the soil. A zigzag road, cuttingthrough the rocks, joined the city to the fortress, the walls of whichwere about one hundred and twenty cubits high, having numerous anglesand ornamental towers that stood out like jewels in this crown of...　

Lizzie Leighby Elizabeth GaskellCHAPTER I.When Death is present in a household on a Christmas Day, the verycontrast between the time as it now is, and the day as it has oftenbeen, gives a poignancy to sorrowa more utter blankness to thedesolation. James Leigh died just as the far-away bells of RochdaleChurch were ringing for morning service on Christmas Day, 1836. Afew minutes before his death, he opened his already glazing eyes, andmade a sign to his wife, by the faint motion of his lips, that he hadyet something to say. She stooped close down, and caught the brokenwhisper, "I forgive her, Annie! May God forgive me!"...　

Songs From The Mountainsby Henry KendallCONTENTSPAGEDEDICATION-TO A MOUNTAIN...3MARY RIVERS...8KINGSBOROUGH......　

Miss Billie Marriedby Eleanor H. PorterTOMy Cousin MaudCONTENTSCHAPTERI. SOME OPINIONS AND A WEDDINGII. FOR WILLIAMA HOMEIII. BILLY SPEAKS HER MINDIV. JUST LIKE BILLYV. TIGER SKINSVI. ``THE PAINTING LOOK'VII. THE BIG BAD QUARRELVIII. BILLY CULTIVATES A COMFORTABLE INDIFFERENCE'IX. THE DINNER BILLY TRIED TO GETX. THE DINNER BILLY GOTXI. CALDERWELL DOES SOME QUESTIONINGXII. FOR BILLYSOME ADVICEXIII. PETEXIV. WHEN BERTRAM CAME HOMEXV. AFTER THE STORMXVI. INTO TRAINING FOR MARY ELLEN...　

The Red Sealby Natalie Sumner LincolnCHAPTER IIN THE POLICE COURTTe Assistant District Attorney glanced down at the papers in his hand and then up at the well-dressed, stockily built man occupying the witness stand. His manner was conciliatory."According to your testimony, Mr. Clymer, the prisoner, John Sylvester, was honest and reliable, and faithfully performed his duties as confidential clerk," he stated. "Just when was Sylvester in your employ?""Sylvester was never in my employ," corrected Benjamin Augustus Clymer. The president of the Metropolis Trust Company was noted for his precision of speech. "During the winter of 1918 I shared an apartment with Judge James Hildebrand, who em　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE FIR TREEby Hans Christian AndersenFAR down in the forest, where the warm sun and the fresh airmade a sweet resting-place, grew a pretty little fir-tree; and yetit was not happy, it wished so much to be tall like its companions-the pines and firs which grew around it. The sun shone, and the softair fluttered its leaves, and the little peasant children passed by,prattling merrily, but the fir-tree heeded them not. Sometimes thechildren would bring a large basket of raspberries or strawberries,wreathed on a straw, and seat themselves near the fir-tree, and say,...