The Essays of Montaigne, V2by Michel de MontaigneTranslated by Charles CottonEdited by William Carew Hazilitt1877ESSAYS OF MONTAIGNEBOOK THE FIRSTCONTENTS OF VOLUME 2.I. That Men by Various Ways Arrive at the Same End.II. Of Sorrow.III. That our affections carry themselves beyond us .IV. That the soul discharges her passions upon false objects, wherethe true are wanting.V. Whether the governor of a place besieged ought himself to goout to parley.VI. That the hour of parley is dangerous.VII. That the intention is judge of our actions.VIII. Of idleness.IX. Of liars....　

The Trampling of the Liliesby Rafael SabatiniCONTENTSPART ITHE OLD RULECHAPTERI. MONSIEUR THE SECRETARYII. LORDS OF LIFE AND DEATHIII. THE WORD OF BELLECOURIV. THE DISCIPLES OF ROUSSEAUPART IITHE NEW RULEV. THE SHEEP TURNED WOLVESVI. THE CITIZEN COMMISSIONERVII. LA BOULAYE DISCHARGES A DEBTVIII. THE INVALIDS AT BOISVERTIX. THE CAPTIVESX. THE BAISER LAMOURETTEXI. THE ESCAPEXII. THE AWAKENINGXIII. THE ROAD TO LIEGEXIV. THE COURIERXV. LA BOULAYE BAITS HIS HOOKPART IIITHE EVERLASTING RULEXVI. CECILE DESHAIX...　

The Tale of Balenby Algernon Charles SwinburneDEDICATIONTO MY MOTHERLove that holds life and death in fee,Deep as the clear unsounded seaAnd sweet as life or death can be,Lays here my hope, my heart, and meBefore you, silent, in a song.Since the old wild tale, made new, found grace,When half sung through, before your face,It needs must live a springtide space,While April suns grow strong.March 24, 1896.THE TALE OF BALENIn hawthorn-time the heart grows light,The world is sweet in sound and sight,Glad thoughts and birds take flower and flight,The heather kindles toward the light,The whin is frankincense and flame.And be it for strife or be it for love...　

Myths and Legends of the Siouxby Marie L. McLaughlinIn loving memory of my mother,MARY GRAHAM BUISSON,at whose knee most of the storiescontained in this little volumewere told to me, this book is affec-tionately dedicatedTABLE OF CONTENTSDedicationForewordThe Forgotten Ear of CornThe Little MiceThe Pet RabbitThe Pet DonkeyThe Rabbit and the ElkThe Rabbit and the Grouse GirlsThe Faithful LoversThe Artichoke and the MuskratThe Rabbit, and the Bear with the Flint BodyStory of the Lost WifeThe Raccoon and the CrawfishLegend of Standing RockStory of the Peace Pipe...　

THERE ARE NO GUILTY PEOPLEIMINE is a strange and wonderful lot! Thechances are that there is not a single wretchedbeggar suffering under the luxury and oppressionof the rich who feels anything like as keenly as Ido either the injustice, the cruelty, and the horrorof their oppression of and contempt for the poor;or the grinding humiliation and misery whichbefall the great majority of the workers, the realproducers of all that makes life possible. I havefelt this for a long time, and as the years havepassed by the feeling has grown and grown, untilrecently it reached its climax. Although I feel allthis so vividly, I still live on amid the depravity...　

PART VIKRONBORGIIt is a glorious winter day. Denver, standing on herhigh plateau under a thrilling green-blue sky, is maskedin snow and glittering with sunlight. The Capitol buildingis actually in armor, and throws off the shafts of the sununtil the beholder is dazzled and the outlines of the buildingare lost in a blaze of reflected light. The stone terrace is awhite field over which fiery reflections dance, and the treesand bushes are faithfully repeated in snowon everyblack twig a soft, blurred line of white. From the terrace...　

Active Serviceby Steven CraneCHAPTER I.MARJORY walked pensively along the hall. In the cool shadows made by the palms on the window ledge, her face wore the expression of thoughtful melancholy expected on the faces of the devotees who pace in cloistered gloom. She halted before a door at the end of the hall and laid her hand on the knob. She stood hesitating, her head bowed. It was evident that this mission was to require great fortitude.At last she opened the door. " Father," she began at once. There was disclosed an elderly, narrow-faced man seated at a large table and surrounded by manuscripts and books. The sunlight flowing through curtains of Turkey red fell sanguinely upon the bust of　

The Playboy of the Western Worldby J. M. SyngeA COMEDY IN THREE ACTSPREFACEIn writing THE PLAYBOY OF THE WESTERN WORLD, as in my other plays, I have usedone or two words only that I have not heard among the country people ofIreland, or spoken in my own nursery before I could read the newspapers. Acertain number of the phrases I employ I have heard also from herds andfishermen along the coast from Kerry to Mayo, or from beggar-women andballadsingers nearer Dublin; and I am glad to acknowledge how much I owe tothe folk imagination of these fine people. Anyone who has lived in realintimacy with the Irish peasantry will know that the wildest sayings and ideas...　

Michael Strogoffby Jules VerneorThe Courier of the CzarMichael StrogoffBOOK ICHAPTER I A FETE AT THE NEW PALACE"SIRE, a fresh dispatch.""Whence?""From Tomsk?""Is the wire cut beyond that city?""Yes, sire, since yesterday.""Telegraph hourly to Tomsk, General, and keep me informedof all that occurs.""Sire, it shall be done," answered General Kissoff.These words were exchanged about two hours after midnight,at the moment when the fete given at the New Palace was atthe height of its splendor.During the whole evening the bands of the Preobra-jensky and Paulowskyregiments had played without cessation polkas, mazurkas, schottisches,...　

Hunted DownHunted Downby Charles Dickens1- Page 2-Hunted DownI.Most of us see some romances in life. In my capacity as ChiefManager of a Life Assurance Office, I think I have within the last thirtyyears seen more romances than the generality of men, howeverunpromising the opportunity may, at first sight, seem.As I have retired, and live at my ease, I possess the means that I usedto want, of considering what I have seen, at leisure. My experiences...　

The Itinerary of Archibishop Baldwin through Walesby Giraldus CambrensisINTRODUCTIONGerald the Welshman - Giraldus Cambrensis - was born, probably in 1147, at Manorbier Castle in the county of Pembroke. His father was a Norman noble, William de Barri, who took his name from the little island of Barry off the coast of Glamorgan. His mother, Angharad, was the daughter of Gerald de Windsor {1} by his wife, the famous Princess Nesta, the "Helen of Wales," and the daughter of Rhys ap Tewdwr Mawr, the last independent Prince of South Wales.Gerald was therefore born to romance and adventure. He was reared in the traditions of the House of Dinevor. He heard the brilliant and pitiful stories of 　

Philosophy of Historyby HegelTable of ContentsIntroductionO The subject of this course of Lectures is the Philosophical History of the World.SECTION ONE: Original History§ 1 They simply transferred what was passing in the world around them, to the realm ofrepresentative intellect.§ 2 The influences that have formed the writer are identical with those which have moulded theevents that constitute the matter of his story.§ 3 What the historian puts into the mouths of orators is an uncorrupted transcript of theirintellectual and moral habitudes.§ 4 Among the ancients, these annalists were necessarily great captains and statesmen....