Dummling, and was despised, mocked, and sneered at on every occasion.It happened that the eldest wanted to go into the forest to hew wood,and before he went his mother gave him a beautiful sweet cake and abottle of wine in order that he might not suffer from hunger orthirst.When he entered the forest he met a little grey-haired old man whobade him good-day, and said, do give me a piece of cake out of yourpocket, and let me have a draught of your wine, I am so hungry andthirsty. But the clever son answered, if I give you my cake andwine, I shall have none for myself, be off with you, and he left thelittle man standing and went on.But when he began to hew down a tree, it was not long before 　

THE BIRTHDAY OF THE INFANTA[TO MRS. WILLIAM H. GRENFELL OF TAPLOW COURT - LADY DESBOROUGH]It was the birthday of the Infanta. She was just twelve years ofage, and the sun was shining brightly in the gardens of the palace.Although she was a real Princess and the Infanta of Spain, she hadonly one birthday every year, just like the children of quite poorpeople, so it was naturally a matter of great importance to thewhole country that she should have a really fine day for theoccasion. And a really fine day it certainly was. The tallstriped tulips stood straight up upon their stalks, like long rowsof soldiers, and looked defiantly across the grass at the roses,...　

Chapter VIII of Volume III (Chap. 50)MR. BENNET had very often wished, before this period of his life, that, instead of spending his whole income, he had laid by an annual sum for the better provision of his children, and of his wife, if she survived him. He now wished it more than ever. Had he done his duty in that respect, Lydia need not have been indebted to her uncle for whatever of honour or credit could now be purchased for her. The satisfaction of prevailing on one of the most worthless young men in Great Britain to be her husband might then have rested in its proper place.He was seriously concerned that a cause of so little advantage to any one should be forwarded at the sole expenc　

Chapter XIII of Volume II (Chap. 36)IF Elizabeth, when Mr. Darcy gave her the letter, did not expect it to contain a renewal of his offers, she had formed no expectation at all of its contents. But such as they were, it may be well supposed how eagerly she went through them, and what a contrariety of emotion they excited. Her feelings as she read were scarcely to be defined. With amazement did she first understand that he believed any apology to be in his power; and stedfastly was she persuaded that he could have no explanation to give, which a just sense of shame would not conceal. With a strong prejudice against every thing he might say, she began his account of what had happened at Nethe　

GLOSSARYOFCERTAIN SCOTCH WORDS AND PHRASES,AS APPLIED IN ROB ROY.Aiblins, perhaps.Aik, oak.Airn, iron.Aits, oats.An, if.Andrea Ferrara, Highland broadsword.Auldfarran, sagacious.Bailie, a Scotch magistrate.Bairn, a child.Ban, curse.Barkit aik snag, barked oak stick.Barkit, tanned.Barm, yeast.Bawbee, halfpenny.Baudron, a cat,Bent, the moor or hill-side.Bicker, a wooden vessel.Bicker, to throw stones, to quarrel.Bide, wait.Bield, shelter.Bigging, building.Bike, nest.Birkie, lively fellow.Birl, toss.Bittock, more than a bit.Blether, rattling nonsense....　

Poor and Proud, or The Fortunes of Katy Redburnby Oliver OpticA STORY FOR YOUNG FOLKSTO ALICE MARIE ADAMS, This Book IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED BY HER FATHER.Poor and Proud.PREFACE.Bobby Bright and Harry West, whose histories were contained in the last two volumes of the "Library for Young Folks," were both smart boys. The author, very grateful for the genial welcome extended to these young gentlemen, begs leave to introduce to his juvenile friends a smart girl,Miss Katy Redburn, whose fortunes, he hopes, will prove sufficiently interesting to secure their attention.If any of my adult readers are disposed to accuse me of being a little extravagant, I fear I shall have to let the case go by　

The Lesser Bourgeoisieby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Katharine Prescott WormeleyDEDICATIONTo Constance-Victoire.Here, madame, is one of those books which come into the mind,whence no one knows, giving pleasure to the author before he canforesee what reception the public, our great present judge, willaccord to it. Feeling almost certain of your sympathy in mypleasure, I dedicate the book to you. Ought it not to belong toyou as the tithe formerly belonged to the Church in memory of God,who makes all things bud and fruit in the fields and in theintellect?A few lumps of clay, left by Moliere at the feet of his colossalstatue of Tartuffe, have here been kneaded by a hand more daring...　

LIST OF UNITED STATES PATENTSList of United States patents granted to Thomas A. Edison,arranged according to dates of execution ofapplications for such patents. This list showsthe inventions as Mr. Edison has workedupon them from year to year1868NO. TITLE OF PATENT DATE EXECUTED DATE EXECUTED90,646, Electrographic Vote Recorder . . . . .Oct. 13, 1868186991,527 Printing Telegraph (reissued October25, 1870, numbered 4166, and August5, 1873, numbered 5519). . . . . . . .Jan. 25, 1869...　

Noto, an unexplored corner of Japanby Percival LowellFrom you, my dear Basil, the confidant of my hopes toward Noto, Iknow I may look for sympathy now that my advances have met with suchhappy issue, however incomplete be my account. And so I ask you tobe my best man in the matter before the world.Ever yours,Percival Lowell.Basil Hall Chamberlain, Esq.Contents.I. An Unknown.II. Off and On.III. The Usui Pass.IV. Zenkoji.V. No.VI. On a New Cornice Road.VII. Oya Shiradzu, Ko Shiradzu.VIII. Across the Etchiu Delta.IX. Over the Arayama Pass....　

THE ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOLMESThe Red-Headed LeagueI had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in theautumn of last year and found him in deep conversation with a verystout, florid-faced, elderly gentleman with fiery red hair. Withan apology for my intrusion, I was about to withdraw when Holmespulled me abruptly into the room and closed the door behind me."You could not possibly have come at a better time, my dearWatson," he said cordially."I was afraid that you were engaged.""So I am. Very much so."...　

American Literary Centersby William Dean HowellsOne of the facts which we Americans have a difficulty in making clear toa rather inattentive world outside is that, while we have apparently aliterature of our own, we have no literary centre. We have so muchliterature that from time to time it seems even to us we must have aliterary centre. We say to ourselves, with a good deal of logic, Wherethere is so much smoke there must be some fire, or at least a fireplace.But it is just here that, misled by tradition, and even by history, wedeceive ourselves. Really, we have no fireplace for such fire as we havekindled; or, if any one is disposed to deny this, then I say, we have a...　

The Essays of Montaigne, V16by Michel de MontaigneTranslated by Charles CottonEdited by William Carew Hazilitt1877CONTENTS OF VOLUME 16.VI. Of Coaches.VII. Of the Inconvenience of Greatness.VIII. Of the Art of Conference.CHAPTER VIOF COACHESIt is very easy to verify, that great authors, when they write of causes,not only make use of those they think to be the true causes, but also ofthose they believe not to be so, provided they have in them some beautyand invention: they speak true and usefully enough, if it be ingeniously.We cannot make ourselves sure of the supreme cause, and therefore crowd agreat many together, to see if it may not accidentally be amongst them:...