The Three Partnersby Bret HartePROLOGUE.The sun was going down on the Black Spur Range. The red light ithad kindled there was still eating its way along the serried crest,showing through gaps in the ranks of pines, etching out theinterstices of broken boughs, fading away and then flashing suddenlyout again like sparks in burnt-up paper. Then the night wind sweptdown the whole mountain side, and began its usual struggle with theshadows upclimbing from the valley, only to lose itself in the endand be absorbed in the all-conquering darkness. Yet for some timethe pines on the long slope of Heavy Tree Hill murmured and...　

A Critical Examination of "On The Origin of Species"by Thomas H. HuxleyIN the preceding five lectures I have endeavoured to give you an accountof those facts, and of those reasonings from facts, which form the dataupon which all theories regarding the causes of the phenomena oforganic nature must be based. And, although I have had frequentoccasion to quote Mr. Darwinas all persons hereafter, in speaking uponthese subjects, will have occasion to quote his famous book on the"Origin of Species,"you must yet remember that, wherever I havequoted him, it has not been upon theoretical points, or for statementsin any way connected with his particular speculations, but on matters...　

　A RED-HAIRED GIRL　　THE residence of Mr. Peter Pett, the well-known financier, on Riverside Drive is one of the leading eyesores of that breezy and expensive boulevard. As you pass by in your limousine, or while enjoying ten cents worth of fresh air on top of a green omnibus, it jumps out and bites at you. Architects, confronted with it, reel and throw up their hands defensively, and even the lay observer has a sense of shock. The place resembles in almost equal proportions a cathedral, a suburban villa, a hotel and a Chinese pagoda. Many of its windows are of stained glass, and above the porch stand two terra-cotta lions, considerably more repulsive even than the placent animals which guar　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE HAPPY FAMILYby Hans Christian AndersenTHE largest green leaf in this country is certainly theburdock-leaf. If you hold it in front of you, it is large enough foran apron; and if you hold it over your head, it is almost as good asan umbrella, it is so wonderfully large. A burdock never growsalone; where it grows, there are many more, and it is a splendidsight; and all this splendor is good for snails. The great whitesnails, which grand people in olden times used to have made intofricassees; and when they had eaten them, they would say, "O, what a...　

To Him That Hathby Ralph ConnorA NOVEL OF THE WEST OF TODAYCONTENTSCHAPTERI THE GAMEII THE COST OF SACRIFICEIII THE HEATHEN QUESTIV ANNETTEV THE RECTORYVI THE GRIEVANCE COMMITTEEVII THE FOREMANVIII FREE SPEECHIX THE DAY BEFOREX THE NIGHT OF VICTORYXI THE NEW MANAGERXII LIGHT THAT IS DARKNESSXIII THE STRIKEXIV GATHERING CLOUDSXV THE STORMXVI A GALLANT FIGHTXVII SHALL BE GIVENTO HIM THAT HATHCHAPTER ITHE GAME"Forty-Love.""Game! and Set. Six to two."A ripple of cheers ran round the court, followed by a buzz ofexcited conversation....　

Christian Scienceby Mark TwainCHRISTIAN SCIENCEPREFACEBOOK I of this volume occupies a quarter or a third of the volume,and consists of matter written about four years ago, but not hithertopublished in book form. It contained errors of judgment and of fact.I have now corrected these to the best of my ability and later knowledge.Book II was written at the beginning of 1903, and has not until nowappeared in any form. In it my purpose has been to present a character-portrait of Mrs. Eddy, drawn from her own acts and words solely, not fromhearsay and rumor; and to explain the nature and scope of her Monarchy,as revealed in the Laws by which she governs it, and which she wrote...　

THE HUNTING OF THE SNARKLewis CarrollTHE HUNTING OF THE SNARKan Agony in Eight FitsbyLewis CarrollPREFACEIf-and the thing is wildly possible-the charge of writing nonsensewere ever brought against the author of this brief but instructivepoem, it would be based, I feel convinced, on the line (in p.4)"Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes."...　

The Varieties of Religious Experienceby William JamesA Study in Human NatureToE.P.G.IN FILIAL GRATITUDE AND LOVETHE VARIETIES OF RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCELecture IRELIGION AND NEUROLOGYIt is with no small amount of trepidation that I take my placebehind this desk, and face this learned audience. To usAmericans, the experience of receiving instruction from theliving voice, as well as from the books, of European scholars, isvery familiar. At my own University of Harvard, not a winter...　

Part 8My poor afflicted governess was now as much concerned asI, and a great deal more truly penitent, though she had noprospect of being brought to trial and sentence. Not but thatshe deserved it as much as I, and so she said herself; but shehad not done anything herself for many years, other thanreceiving what I and others stole, and encouraging us to stealit. But she cried, and took on like a distracted body, wringingher hands, and crying out that she was undone, that shebelieved there was a curse from heaven upon her, that sheshould be damned, that she had been the destruction of all herfriends, that she had brought such a one, and such a one, and...　

The Essays of Montaigne, V4by Michel de MontaigneTranslated by Charles CottonEdited by William Carew Hazilitt1877CONTENTS OF VOLUME 4.XXII. Of custom, and that we should not easily change a law receivedXXIII. Various events from the same counsel.XXIV. Of pedantry.CHAPTER XXIIOF CUSTOM, AND THAT WE SHOULD NOT EASILY CHANGE A LAW RECEIVEDHe seems to me to have had a right and true apprehension of the power ofcustom, who first invented the story of a country-woman who, havingaccustomed herself to play with and carry a young calf in her arms, anddaily continuing to do so as it grew up, obtained this by custom, that,...　

Those Extraordinary Twinsby Mark TwainA man who is born with the novel-writing gift has a troublesome time ofit when he tries to build a novel. I know this from experience. He hasno clear idea of his story; in fact he has no story. He merely has somepeople in his mind, and an incident or two, also a locality. He knowsthese people, he knows the selected locality, and he trusts that he canplunge those people into those incidents with interesting results. So hegoes to work. To write a novel? Nothat is a thought which comeslater; in the beginning he is only proposing to tell a little tale; avery little tale; a six-page tale. But as it is a tale which he is not...　

Memoirs of Napoleon Bonaparte, V14by Louis Antoine Fauvelet de BourrienneHis Private SecretaryEdited by R. W. PhippsColonel, Late Royal Artillery1891CONTENTS:CHAPTER VII. to CHAPTER X. 1815CHAPTER VII.[By the Editor of the 1836 edition]1815.Napoleon at ParisPolitical manoeuvresThe meeting of the Champ-de-MaiNapoleon, the Liberals, and the moderate ConstitutionalistsHis love of arbitrary power as strong as everParis during theCent JoursPreparations for his last campaignThe Emperor leavesParis to join the armyState of BrusselsProclamation of Napoleonto the BelgiansEffective strength of the French and Allied armies...