KWAIDAN: Stories and Studies of Strange ThingsKWAIDAN: Stories andStudies of Strange ThingsBy Lafcadio Hearn1- Page 2-KWAIDAN: Stories and Studies of Strange ThingsTABLE OF CONTENTSTHE STORY OF MIMI-NASHI-HOICHI OSHIDORITHE STORY OF O-TEI UBAZAKURA DIPLOMACY OF AMIRROR AND A BELL JIKININKI MUJINA ROKURO-KUBI A DEADSECRET YUKI-ONNA THE STORY OF AOYAGI JIU-ROKU-ZAKURA THE DREAM OF AKINOSUKE RIKI-BAKA HI-MAWARIHORAI...　

The Pond in WinterAfter a still winter night I awoke with the impression that somequestion had been put to me, which I had been endeavoring in vain toanswer in my sleep, as what how when where? But there wasdawning Nature, in whom all creatures live, looking in at my broadwindows with serene and satisfied face, and no question on her lips.I awoke to an answered question, to Nature and daylight. The snowlying deep on the earth dotted with young pines, and the very slopeof the hill on which my house is placed, seemed to say, Forward!Nature puts no question and answers none which we mortals ask. Shehas long ago taken her resolution. "O Prince, our eyes contemplate...　

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE FLAXby Hans Christian AndersenTHE flax was in full bloom; it had pretty little blue flowers asdelicate as the wings of a moth, or even more so. The sun shone, andthe showers watered it; and this was just as good for the flax as itis for little children to be washed and then kissed by their mother.They look much prettier for it, and so did the flax."People say that I look exceedingly well," said the flax, "andthat I am so fine and long that I shall make a beautiful piece oflinen. How fortunate I am; it makes me so happy, it is such a pleasant...　

THE BLUE MOUNTAINSThere were once a Scotsman and an Englishman and an Irishmanserving in the army together, who took it into their heads to runaway on the first opportunity they could get. The chance cameand they took it. They went on travelling for two days through agreat forest, without food or drink, and without coming across asingle house, and every night they had to climb up into the treesthrough fear of the wild beasts that were in the wood. On thesecond morning the Scotsman saw from the top of his tree a greatcastle far away. He said to himself that he would certainly dieif he stayed in the forest without anything to eat but the roots...　

1781THE CRITIQUE OF PURE REASONby Immanuel Kanttranslated by J. M. D. MeiklejohnPREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITION, 1781Human reason, in one sphere of its cognition, is called upon toconsider questions, which it cannot decline, as they are presentedby its own nature, but which it cannot answer, as they transcend everyfaculty of the mind.It falls into this difficulty without any fault of its own. Itbegins with principles, which cannot be dispensed with in the field ofexperience, and the truth and sufficiency of which are, at the same...　

TRUSTY JOHNONCE upon a time there was an old king who was soill that he thought to himself, "I am most likely on mydeath-bed." Then he said, "Send Trusty John to me."Now Trusty John was his favorite servant, and was socalled because all his life he had served him so faithfully.When he approached the bed the King spake to him:"Most trusty John, I feel my end is drawing near, and Icould face it without a care were it not for my son. Heis still too young to decide everything for himself, andunless you promise me to instruct him in all he shouldknow, and to be to him as a father, I shall not close myeyes in peace." Then Trusty John answered: "I will...　

STORIESSTORIESby English Authors in Africa1- Page 2-STORIESTHE MYSTERY OF SASASSAVALLEYBY A. CONAN DOYLEDo I know why Tom Donahue is called "Lucky Tom"? Yes, I do; andthat is more than one in ten of those who call him so can say. I haveknocked about a deal in my time, and seen some strange sights, but nonestranger than the way in which Tom gained that sobriquet, and his fortunewith it. For I was with him at the time. Tell it? Oh, certainly; but it is a...　

Charmidesby Plato, translated by Benjamin Jowett.THE DIALOGUES OF PLATOTRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH WITH ANALYSES AND INTRODUCTIONSBYB. JOWETT, M.A.Master of Balliol CollegeRegius Professor of Greek in the University of OxfordDoctor in Theology of the University of LeydenTO MY FORMER PUPILSin Balliol College and in the University of Oxford who during fifty yearshave been the best of friends to me these volumes are inscribed in gratefulrecognition of their never failing attachment.The additions and alterations which have been made, both in the...　

THE FORGED COUPONAnd Other StoriesTHE FORGEDCOUPON And OtherStoriesBY LEO TOLSTOY1- Page 2-THE FORGED COUPONAnd Other StoriesPART FIRSTIFEDOR MIHAILOVICH SMOKOVNIKOV, the president of the localIncome Tax Department, a man of unswerving honestyand proud of it,too a gloomy Liberal, a free-thinker, and an enemy to everymanifestation of religious feeling, which he thought a relic of superstition,...　

The Fall of the House of UsherThe Fall of the House ofUsherEdgar Allen Poe1- Page 2-The Fall of the House of UsherDuring the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn ofthe year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I hadbeen passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract ofcountry; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on,within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was...　

Latter-Day Pamphletsby Thomas CarlyleBut as yet struggles the twelfth hour of the Night. Birds of darkness are on the wing; spectres uproar; the dead walk; the living dream. Thou, Eternal Providence, wilt make the Day dawn!JEAN PAUL.Then said his Lordship, "Well. God mend all!""Nay, by God, Donald, we must help him to mend it!" said the other.RUSHWORTH (_Sir David Ramsay and Lord Rea, in 1630_).CONTENTS.I. THE PRESENT TIME II. MODEL PRISONS III. DOWNING STREET IV. THE NEW DOWNING STREET V. STUMP-ORATOR[February 1, 1850.] NO. I. THE PRESENT TIME.The Present Time, youngest-born of Eternity, child and heir of all the Past Times with their good and evil, and parent of all the Future, 　

A Woman of Thirtyby Honore de BalzacTranslated by Ellen MarriageDEDICATIONTo Louis Boulanger, Painter.A WOMAN OF THIRTYI.EARLY MISTAKESIt was a Sunday morning in the beginning of April 1813, a morning which gave promise of one of those bright days when Parisians, for the first time in the year, behold dry pavements underfoot and a cloudless sky overhead. It was not yet noon when a luxurious cabriolet, drawn by two spirited horses, turned out of the Rue de Castiglione into the Rue de Rivoli, and drew up behind a row of carriages standing before the newly opened barrier half-way down the Terrasse de Feuillants. The owner of the carriage looked anxious and out of health; the thin hair on his s