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Produced by David WidgerTHEIR PILGRIMAGEBy Charles Dudley WarnerI FORTRESS MONROEWhen Irene looked out of her stateroom window early in the morning ofthe twentieth of March there was a softness and luminous quality inthe horizon clouds that prophesied spring The steamboat which had leftBaltimore and an arctic temperature the night before was drawing nearthe wharf at Fortress Monroe and the passengers most of whom wereseeking a mild climate were crowding the guards eagerly scanning thelong facade of the Hygeia HotelIt looks more like a conservatory than a hotel said Irene to herfather as she joined himI expect thats about what it is All those long corridors above andbelow enclosed in glass are to protect the hothouse plants of NewYork and Boston who call it a Winter Resort and I guess theresconsiderable winter in itBut how charming it isthe soft sea air the low capes yonder thesails in the opening shining in the haze and the peaceful old fort Ithink its just enchantingI suppose it is Get a thousand people crowded into one hotel underglass and let em buzz aroundthat seems to be the present notion ofenjoyment I guess your motherll like itAnd she did Mrs Benson who appeared at the moment a little flurriedwith her hasty toilet a stout matronly person rather overdressedfor traveling exclaimed What a homelike looking place I do hope theStimpsons are hereNo doubt the Stimpsons are on hand said Mr Benson Catch them notknowing whats the right thing to do in March They know just as well asyou do that the Reynoldses and the Van Peagrims are hereThe crowd of passengers alert to register and secure rooms hurriedup the windy wharf The interior of the hotel kept the promise of theoutside for comfort Behind the glassdefended verandas in the spaciousoffice and general loungingroom seacoal fires glowed in the widegrates tables were heaped with newspapers and the illustrated pamphletsin which railways and hotels set forth the advantages of leaving homeluxurious chairs invited the lazy and the tired and the hotelbureautelegraphoffice railwayoffice and postoffice showed the newcomerthat even in this resort he was still in the centre of activity anduneasiness The Bensons who had fortunately secured rooms a month inadvance sat quietly waiting while the crowd filed before the registerand took its fate from the courteous autocrat behind the counterNo room was the nearly uniform answer and the travelers had thesatisfaction of writing their names and going their way in search ofentertainment Weve eight hundred people stowed away said the clerkand not a spot left for a hen to roostAt the end of the file Irene noticed a gentleman clad in aperfectlyfitting rough traveling suit with the inevitable crocodilehandbag and tightlyrolled umbrella who made no effort to enroll aheadof any one else but having procured some letters from the postofficeclerk patiently waited till the rest were turned away and thenput down his name He might as well have written it in his hat Thedeliberation of the man who appeared to be an old traveler thoughprobably not more than thirty years of age attracted Irenes attentionand she could not help hearing the dialogue that followedWhat can you do for meNothing said the clerkCant you stow me away anywhere It is Saturday and very inconvenientfor me to go any fartherCannot help that We havent an inch of roomWell where can I goYou can go to Baltimore You can go to Washington or you can go toRichmond this afternoon You can go anywhereCouldnt I said the stranger with the same deliberationwouldntyou let me go to CharlestonWhy said the clerk a little surprised but disposed toaccommodatewhy yes you can go to Charleston If you take atonce the boat you have just left I guess you can catch the train atNorfolkAs the traveler turned and called a porter to reship his baggage hewas met by a lady who greeted him with the cordiality of an oldacquaintance and a volley of questionsWhy Mr King this is good luck When did you come have you a goodroom What no not goingMr King explained that he had been a resident of Hampton Roads justfifteen minutes and that having had a pretty good view of the placehe was then making his way out of the door to Charleston without anybreakfast because there was no room in the innOh that neverll do That cannot be permitted said his engagingfriend with an air of determination Besides I want you to go with uson an excursion today up the James and help me chaperon a lot of youngladies No you cannot go awayAnd before Mr Stanhope Kingfor that was the name the traveler hadinscribed on the registerknew exactly what had happened by somemysterious power which women can exercise even in a hotel whenthey choose he found himself in possession of a room and wasgayly breakfasting with a merry party at a little round table in thediningroomHe appears to know everybody was Mrs Bensons comment to Irene asshe observed his greeting of one and another as the guests tardily camedown to breakfast Anyway hes a genteellooking party I wonder if hebelongs to Sotor King and Co of New YorkOh mother began Irene with a quick glance at the people at the nexttable and then if he is a genteel party very likely hes a drummerThe drummers know everybodyAnd Irene confined her attention strictly to her breakfast and neverlooked up although Mrs Benson kept prattling away about the youngmans appearance wondering if his eyes were dark blue or only darkgray and why he didnt part his hair exactly in the middle and donewith it and a full close beard was becoming and he had a good frankface anyway and why didnt the Stimpsons come down and Oh theresthe Van Peagrims and Mrs Benson bowed sweetly and repeatedly tosomebody across the roomTo an angel or even to that approach to an angel in this world aperson who has satisfied his appetite the spectacle of a crowd ofpeople feeding together in a large room must be a little humiliatingThe fact is that no animal appears

Produced by David WidgerTHAT FORTUNEBy Charles Dudley WarnerIOn a summer day long gone among the summer days that come but to goa lad of twelve years was idly and recklessly swinging in the top of atall hickory the advance picket of a mountain forest The tree was onthe edge of a steep declivity of rocky pastureland that fell rapidlydown to the stately chestnuts to the orchard to the cornfields inthe narrow valley and the maples on the bank of the amber river whoseloud unceasing murmur came to the lad on his aerial perch like thevoice of some tradition of nature that he could not understandHe had climbed to the topmost branch of the lithe and tough tree inorder to take the full swing of this free creature in its sport with thewestern wind There was something exhilarating in this elemental battleof the forces that urge and the forces that resist and the harderthe wind blew and the wider circles he took in the free air the morestirred the boy was in the spring of his life Nature was taking himby the hand and it might be that in that moment ambition was born toachieve for himself to conquerIf you had asked him why he was there he would very likely have saidTo see the world It was a world worth seeing The prospect mightbe limited to a dull eye but not to this lad who loved to climb thisheight in order to be with himself and indulge the dreams of youth Anypretense would suffice for taking this hour of freedom to hunt forthe spicy checkerberries and the pungent sassafras to aggravate thewoodchucks who made their homes in mysterious passages in this gravellyhillside to get a nosegay of columbine for the girl who spelled againsthim in school and was his gentle comrade morning and evening alongthe river road where grew the sweetflag and the snapdragon and thebarberry bush to make friends with the elegant gray squirrel and thelively red squirrel and the comical chipmunk who were not much afraidof this unarmed naturalist They may have recognized their kinship tohim for he could climb like any squirrel and not one of them couldhave clung more securely to this bough where he was swinging rejoicingin the strength of his lithe compact little body When he shouted inpure enjoyment of life they chattered in reply and eyed him with aprimeval curiosity that had no fear in it This lad in short trouserstorn shirt and a frayed straw hat above his mobile and cheerful facemight be only another sort of animal a lover like themselves of thebeechnut and the hickorynutIt was a gay world up here among the tossing branches Across the riveron the first terrace of the hill were weatherbeaten farmhouses amidapple orchards and cornfields Above these rose the wooded dome of MountPeak a thousand feet above the river and beyond that to the leftthe road wound up through the scriptural land of Bozrah to high andlonesome towns on a plateau stretching to unknown regions in the southThere was no bar to the imagination in that direction What a graciousvalley what graceful slopes what a mass of color bathing this lovelysummer landscape Down from the west through hills that crowded oneither side to divert it from its course ran the sparkling Deerfieldfrom among the springs and trout streams of the Hoosac merrily going onto the great Connecticut Along the stream was the ancient highway orlowway where in days before the railway came the stagecoach and thebig transportwagons used to sway and rattle along on their adventurousvoyage from the gate of the Sea at Boston to the gate of the West atAlbanyBelow where the river spread wide among the rocks in shallows oreddies in deep dark pools was the ancient long covered woodenbridge striding diagonally from rock to rock on stone columns adusky tunnel through the air a passage of gloom flecked with glints ofsunlight that struggled in crosscurrents through the interstices ofthe boards and set dancing the motes and the dust in a golden haze astuffy passage with odors a century oldwho does not know the pungentsmell of an old bridgea structure that groaned in all its big timberswhen a wagon invaded it And then below the bridge the lad could see thehistoric meadow which was a cornfield in the eighteenth century whereCaptain Moses Rice and Phineas Arms came suddenly one summer day tothe end of their planting and hoeing The house at the foot of the hillwhere the boy was cultivating his imagination had been built by CaptainRice and in the family buryingground in the orchard above it lay thebody of this mighty militiaman and beside him that of Phineas Armsand on the headstone of each the legend familiar at that period of ournational life Killed by the Indians Happy Phineas Arms at the ageof seventeen to exchange in a moment the tedium of the cornfield forimmortalityThere was a tradition that years after when the Indians had disappearedthrough a gradual process of intoxication and pauperism a red man hadbeen seen skulking along the brow of this very hill and peering downthrough the bushes where the boy was now perched on a tree shaking hisfist at the hated civilization and vengefully some said patheticallylooking down into this valley where his race had been so happy in thenatural pursuits of fishing hunting and war On the opposite side ofthe river was still to be traced an Indian trail running to the westernmountains which the boy intended some time to follow for this highwayof warlike forays of messengers of defiance along which white maidenshad been led captive to Canada appealed greatly to his imaginationThe boy lived in these traditions quite as much as in those of theRevolutionary War into which they invariably glided in his perspectiveof history the redskins and the redcoats being both enemies of hisancestors There was the grave of the envied Phineas Armsthat ancientboy not much older than heand there were hanging in the kitchen themusket and powderhorn that his greatgrandfather had carried

Produced by David WidgerBACKLOG EDITIONTHE COMPLETE WRITINGSOF CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER1904AS WE WERE SAYINGCONTENTSAS WE WERE SAYING ROSE AND CHRYSANTHEMUM THE RED BONNET THE LOSS IN CIVILIZATION SOCIAL SCREAMING DOES REFINEMENT KILL INDIVIDUALITY THE DIRECTOIRE GOWN THE MYSTERY OF THE SEX THE CLOTHES OF FICTION THE BROAD A CHEWING GUM WOMEN IN CONGRESS SHALL WOMEN PROPOSE FROCKS AND THE STAGE ALTRUISM SOCIAL CLEARINGHOUSE DINNERTABLE TALK NATURALIZATION ART OF GOVERNING LOVE OF DISPLAY VALUE OF THE COMMONPLACE THE BURDEN OF CHRISTMAS THE RESPONSIBILITY OF WRITERS THE CAP AND GOWN A TENDENCY OF THE AGE A LOCOED NOVELISTAS WE WERE SAYINGROSE AND CHRYSANTHEMUMThe Drawer will still bet on the rose This is not a wager but only astrong expression of opinion The rose will win It does not look so nowTo all appearances this is the age of the chrysanthemum What this gaudyflower will be daily expanding and varying to suit the whim of fashionno one can tell It may be made to bloom like the cabbage it may spreadout like an umbrellait can never be large enough nor showy enough tosuit us Undeniably it is very effective especially in masses ofgorgeous color In its innumerable shades and enlarging proportions itis a triumph of the gardener It is a rival to the analine dyes and tothe marabout feathers It goes along with all the conceits and fantasticunrest of the decorative art Indeed but for the discovery of thecapacities of the chrysanthemum modern life would have experienced afatal hitch in its development It helps out our age of plush with aflame of color There is nothing shamefaced or retiring about it and italready takes all provinces for its own One would be onlyhalfmarriedcivilly and not fashionablywithout a chrysanthemumwedding and it lights the way to the tomb The maiden wears a bunch ofit in her corsage in token of her blooming expectations and the youngman flaunts it on his coat lapel in an effort to be at once effective andin the mode Young love that used to express its timid desire with theviolet or in its ardor with the carnation now seeks to bring itsemotions to light by the help of the chrysanthemum And it can expressevery shade of feeling from the rich yellow of prosperous wooing to thebrickcolored weariness of life that is hardly distinguishable from theliver complaint It is a little stringy for a boutonniere but it fillsthe moderntrained eye as no other flower can fill it We used to saythat a girl was as sweet as a rose we have forgotten that language Weused to call those tender additions to society on the eve of their eventinto that world which is always so eager to receive fresh young liferosebuds we say now simply buds but we mean chrysanthemum budsThey are as beautiful as ever they excite the same exquisite interestperhaps in their maiden hearts they are one or another variety of thatflower which bears such a sweet perfume in all literature but can itmake no difference in character whether a young girl comes out into thegarish world as a rose or as a chrysanthemum Is her life set to the noteof display of color and show with little sweetness or to that retiringmodesty which needs a little encouragement before it fully reveals itsbeauty and its perfume If one were to pass his life in moving in apalace car from one plush hotel to another a bunch of chrysanthemums inhis hand would seem to be a good symbol of his life There are agedpeople who can remember that they used to choose various roses as totheir color odor and degree of unfolding to express the delicateshades of advancing passion and of devotion What can one do with thisnew favorite Is not a bunch of chrysanthemums a sort oftakeitorleaveit declaration boldly and showily made an offerwithout discrimination a tender without romance A young man will catchthe whole family with this flaming message but where is that sentimentthat once set the maiden heart in a flutter Will she press achrysanthemum and keep it till the faint perfume reminds her of thesweetest moment of her lifeAre we exaggerating this astonishing rise development and spread of thechrysanthemum As a fashion it is not so extraordinary as the hoopskirtor as the neck ruff which is again rising as a background to the lovelyhead But the remarkable thing about it is that heretofore in all nationsand times and in all changes of fashion in dress the rose has held itsown as the queen of flowers and as the finest expression of sentimentBut here comes a flaunting thing with no desirable perfume looking as ifit were cut with scissors out of tissuepaper but capable of takinginfinite varieties of color and growing as big as a curtain tassel thatliterally captures the world and spreads all over the globe like theCanada thistle The florists have no eye for anything else and thebiggest floral prizes are awarded for the production of itseccentricities Is the rage for this flower typical of this fast andflaring ageThe Drawer is not an enemy to the chrysanthemum nor to the sunflowernor to any other gorgeous production of nature But it has anoldfashioned love for the modest and unobtrusive virtues and an abidingfaith that they will win over the strained and strident displays of lifeThere is the violet all efforts of cultivation fail to make it as big asthe peony and it would be no more dear to the heart if it werequadrupled in size We do indeed know that satisfying beauty andrefinement are apt to escape us when we strive too much and force natureinto extraordinary display and we know how difficult it is to get merebigness and show without vulgarity Cultivation has its limits After wehave produced

Produced by David WidgerCERTAIN DIVERSITIES OF AMERICAN LIFEBy Charles Dudley WarnerThis is a very interesting age Within the memory of men not yet come tomiddle life the time of the trotting horse has been reduced from twominutes forty seconds to two minutes eight and a quarter seconds Duringthe past fifteen years a universal and wholesome pastime of boys has beendeveloped into a great national industry thoroughly organized and almostaltogether relegated to professional hands no longer the exercise of themillion but a spectacle for the million and a game which rivals theStock Exchange as a means of winning money on the difference of opinionas to the skill of contending operatorsThe newspapers of the countrypretty accurate and sad indicators of thepopular tastedevote more daily columns in a weeks time to chroniclingthe news about baseball than to any other topic that interests theAmerican mind and the most skillful player the pitcher often collegebred whose entire prowess is devoted to not doing what he seems to bedoing and who has become the hero of the American girl as the Olympianwrestler was of the Greek maiden and as the matador is of the Spanishsenorita receives a larger salary for a few hours exertion each weekthan any college president is paid for a years intellectual toil Suchhas been the progress in the interest in education during this periodthat the larger bulk of the news and that most looked for printed aboutthe colleges and universities is that relating to the training theprospects and achievements of the boat crews and the teams of baseballand football and the victory of any crew or team is a better means ofattracting students to its college a better advertisement than successin any scholastic contest A few years ago a tournament was organized inthe North between several colleges for competition in oratory andscholarship it had a couple of contests and then died of inanition andwant of public interestDuring the period I am speaking of there has been an enormous advance intechnical education resulting in the establishment of splendid specialschools essential to the development of our national resources a growthof the popular idea that education should be practicalthat is such aneducation as can be immediately applied to earning a living and acquiringwealth speedilyand an increasing extension of the elective system incollegesbased almost solely on the notion having in view of coursethe practical education that the inclinations of a young man of eighteenare a better guide as to what is best for his mental development andequipment for life than all the experience of his predecessorsIn this period which you will note is more distinguished by the desirefor the accumulation of money than far the general production of wealththe standard of a fortune has shifted from a fair competence to that ofmillions of money so that he is no longer rich who has a hundredthousand dollars but he only who possesses property valued at manymillions and the men most widely known the country through most talkedabout whose doings and sayings are most chronicled in the journalswhose example is most attractive and stimulating to the minds of youthare not the scholars the scientists the men of letters not even theorators and statesmen but those who by any means have amassed enormousfortunes We judge the future of a generation by its idealsRegarding education from the point of view of its equipment of a man tomake money and enjoy the luxury which money can command it must be moreand more practical that is it must be adapted not even to the higheraim of increasing the general wealth of the world by increasingproduction and diminishing waste both of labor and capital but to thelower aim of getting personal possession of it so that a striking socialfeature of the period is that onehalfthat is hardly an overestimateonehalf of the activity in America of which we speak with so muchenthusiasm is not directed to the production of wealth to increasingits volume but to getting the money of other people away from them Inbarbarous ages this object was accomplished by violence it is nowattained by skill and adroitness We still punish those who gain propertyby violence those who get it by smartness and cleverness we try toimitate and sometimes we reward them with public officeIt appears therefore that speedthe ability to move rapidly from placeto placea disproportionate reward of physical over intellectualscience an intense desire to be rich which is strong enough to compeleven education to grind in the mill of the Philistines and an inordinateelevation in public consideration of rich men simply because they arerich are characteristics of this little point of time on which we standThey are not the only characteristics in a reasonably optimistic viewthe age is distinguished for unexampled achievements and foropportunities for the wellbeing of humanity never before in all historyattainable But these characteristics are so prominent as to beget thefear that we are losing the sense of the relative value of things in thislifeFew persons come to middle life without some conception of these relativevalues It is in the heat and struggle that we fail to appreciate what inthe attainment will be most satisfactory to us After it is over we areapt to see that our possessions do not bring the happiness we expectedor that we have neglected to cultivate the powers and tastes that canmake life enjoyable We come to know to use a truism that a personshighest satisfaction depends not upon his exterior acquisitions but uponwhat he himself is There is no escape from this conclusion The physicalsatisfactions are limited and fallacious the intellectual and moralsatisfactions are unlimited In the last analysis a man has to live withhimself to be his own companion and in the last resort the question iswhat can he get out of himself In the end his life is worth just whathe has become And I need not say that the mistake commonly made is as torelative valuesthat the things of sense are as important as the thingsof the mind You make that mistake when you devote your best energies toyour

Produced by David WidgerBADDECK AND THAT SORT OF THINGBy Charles Dudley WarnerPREFACETO JOSEPH H TWICHELLIt would be unfair to hold you responsible for these light sketches of asummer trip which are now gathered into this little volume in responseto the usual demand in such cases yet you cannot escape altogether Forit was you who first taught me to say the name Baddeck it was you whoshowed me its position on the map and a seductive letter from a homemissionary on Cape Breton Island in relation to the abundance of troutand salmon in his field of labor That missionary you may remember wenever found nor did we see his tackle but I have no reason to believethat he does not enjoy good fishing in the right season You understandthe duties of a home missionary much better than I do and you knowwhether he would be likely to let a couple of strangers into the bestpart of his preserveBut I am free to admit that after our expedition was started youspeedily relieved yourself of all responsibility for it and turnedit over to your comrade with a profound geographical indifference youwould as readily have gone to Baddeck by Nova Zembla as by Nova ScotiaThe flight over the latter island was you knew however no part of ouroriginal plan and you were not obliged to take any interest in itYou know that our design was to slip rapidly down by the back way ofNorthumberland Sound to the Bras dOr and spend a week fishing thereand that the greater part of this journey here imperfectly describedis not really ours but was put upon us by fate and by the peculiararrangement of provincial travelIt would have been easy after our return to have made up from librariesa most engaging description of the Provinces mixing it with historicallegendary botanical geographical and ethnological information andseasoning it with adventure from your glowing imagination But itseemed to me that it would be a more honest contribution if our accountcontained only what we saw in our rapid travel for I have a theorythat any addition to the great body of print however insignificantit may be has a value in proportion to its originality andindividualityhowever slight either isand very little value if itis a compilation of the observations of others In this case I knowhow slight the value is and I can only hope that as the trip was veryentertaining to us the record of it may not be wholly unentertaining tothose of like tastesOf one thing my dear friend I am certain if the readers of thislittle journey could have during its persual the companionship that thewriter had when it was made they would think it altogether delightfulThere is no pleasure comparable to that of going about the world inpleasant weather with a good comrade if the mind is distracted neitherby care nor ambition nor the greed of gain The delight there isin seeing things without any hope of pecuniary profit from them Wecertainly enjoyed that inward peace which the philosopher associateswith the absence of desire for money For as Plato says in the Phaedowhence come wars and fightings and factions whence but from thebody and the lusts of the body For wars are occasioned by the love ofmoney So also are the majority of the anxieties of life We leftthese behind when we went into the Provinces with no design of acquiringanything there I hope it may be my fortune to travel further with youin this fair world under similar circumstancesNOOK FARM HARTFORD April 10 1874C D WBADDECK AND THAT SORT OF THINGI Ay now I am in Arden the more fool I when I was at home I was in a better place but travellers must be content TOUCHSTONETwo comrades and travelers who sought a better country than the UnitedStates in the month of August found themselves one evening in apparentpossession of the ancient town of BostonThe shops were closed at early candlelight the fashionable inhabitantshad retired into the country or into the secondstoryback of theirprincely residences and even an air of tender gloom settled upon theCommon The streets were almost empty and one passed into the burntdistrict where the scarred ruins and the uplifting piles of new brickand stone spread abroad under the flooding light of a full moon likeanother Pompeii without any increase in his feeling of tranquilseclusion Even the newsoffices had put up their shutters and aconfiding stranger could nowhere buy a guidebook to help his wanderingfeet about the reposeful city or to show him how to get out of itThere was to be sure a cheerful tinkle of horsecar bells in the airand in the creeping vehicles which created this levity of sound were afew lonesome passengers on their way to Scollays Square but the twotravelers not having wellregulated minds had no desire to go thereWhat would have become of Boston if the great fire had reached thissacred point of pilgrimage no merely human mind can imagine Withoutit I suppose the horsecars would go continually round and roundnever stopping until the cars fell away piecemeal on the track andthe horses collapsed into a mere mass of bones and harness and thebrowncovered books from the Public Library in the hands of the fadingvirgins who carried them had accumulated fines to an incalculableamountBoston notwithstanding its partial destruction by fire is still a goodplace to start from When one meditates an excursion into an unknownand perhaps perilous land where the flag will not protect him andthe greenback will only partially support him he likes to steady andtranquilize his mind by a peaceful halt and a serene start So weforthe intelligent reader has already identified us with the two travelersresolved to spend the last night before beginning our journey in thequiet of a Boston hotel Some people go into the country for quiet weknew better

Produced by Emma Dudding Dagny John Bickers David WidgerTHE SURPRISING ADVENTURES OF BARON MUNCHAUSENBy Rudolph Erich RaspePublished in 1895INTRODUCTIONIt is a curious fact that of that class of literature to whichMunchausen belongs that namely of _Voyages Imaginaires_ the threegreat types should have all been created in England Utopia RobinsonCrusoe and Gulliver illustrating respectively the philosophical theedifying and the satirical type of fictitious travel were all writtenin England and at the end of the eighteenth century a fourth typethe fantastically mendacious was evolved in this country Of this typeMunchausen was the modern original and remains the classical exampleThe adaptability of such a species of composition to local and topicaluses might well be considered prejudicial to its chances of obtaining apermanent place in literature Yet Munchausen has undoubtedly achievedsuch a place The Barons notoriety is universal his characterproverbial and his name as familiar as that of Mr Lemuel Gulliver orRobinson Crusoe mariner of York Condemned by the learned like someother masterpieces as worthless Munchausens travels have obtainedsuch a worldwide fame that the story of their origin possesses ageneral and historic interest apart from whatever of obscurity or ofcuriosity it may have to recommend itThe work first appeared in London in the course of the year 1785 Nocopy of the first edition appears to be accessible it seems howeverto have been issued some time in the autumn and in the _CriticalReview_ for December 1785 there is the following notice BaronMunchausens Narrative of his Marvellous Travels and Campaignsin Russia Small 8vo IS Smith This is a satirical productioncalculated to throw ridicule on the bold assertions of someparliamentary declaimers If rant may be best foiled at its own weaponsthe authors design is not illfounded for the marvellous has neverbeen carried to a more whimsical and ludicrous extent The reviewer hadprobably read the work through from one paper cover to the other It wasin fact too short to bore the most blasé of his kind consisting ofbut fortynine small octavo pages The second edition which is in theBritish Museum bears the following title Baron Munchausens Narrativeof his Marvellous Travels and Campaigns in Russia humbly dedicated andrecommended to country gentlemen and if they please to be repeated astheir own after a hunt at horse races in watering places and othersuch polite assemblies round the bottle and fireside Smith Printed atOxford 1786 The fact that this little pamphlet again consists of butfortynine small octavo pages combined with the similarity of titleas far as that of the first edition is given in the _Critical Review_publisher and price affords a strong presumption that it was identicalwith the first edition This edition contains only chapters ii iiiiv v and vi pp 1044 of the present reprint These chapters arethe best in the book and their substantial if peculiar merit can hardlybe denied but the pamphlet appears to have met with little successand early in 1786 Smith seems to have sold the property to anotherbookseller Kearsley Kearsley had it enlarged but not we areexpressly informed in the preface to the seventh edition by the handof the original author who happened to be in Cornwall at the time Healso had it illustrated and brought it out in the same year in bookform at the enhanced price of two shillings under the title GulliverRevivd The Singular Travels Campaigns Voyages and SportingAdventures of Baron Munnikhouson commonly pronounced Munchausen as herelates them over a bottle when surrounded by his friends A new editionconsiderably enlarged with views from the Barons drawings London1786 A wellinformed _Critical Reviewer_ would have amended the titlethus Lucian revivd or Gulliver Beat with his own BowFour editions now succeeded each other with rapidity and withoutmodification A German translation appeared in 1786 with the imprintLondon it was however in reality printed by Dieterich at GöttingenIt was a free rendering of the fifth edition the preface being a clumsycombination of that prefixed to the original edition with that whichKearsley had added to the thirdThe fifth edition which is with the exception of trifling differenceson the titlepage identical with the third fourth and sixth isalso that which has been followed in the present reprint down to theconclusion of chapter twenty where it ends with the words the greatquadrangle The supplement treating of Munchausens extraordinaryflight on the back of an eagle over France to Gibraltar South and NorthAmerica the Polar Regions and back to England is derived from theseventh edition of 1793 which has a new subtitleGulliver revivdor the Vice of Lying properly exposed The preface to this enlargededition also informs the reader that the last four editions had met withextraordinary success and that the supplementary chapters all thatis with the exception of chapters ii iii iv v and vi whichare ascribed to Baron Munchausen himself were the production of anotherpen written however in the Barons manner To the same ingeniousperson the public was indebted for the engravings with which the bookwas embellished The seventh was the last edition by which the classictext of Munchausen was seriously modified Even before this importantconsummation had been arrived at a sequel which was within a fractionas long as the original work it occupies pp 163299 of this volumehad appeared under the title A Sequel to the Adventures of BaronMunchausen Humbly dedicated to Mr Bruce the Abyssiniantraveller as the Baron conceives that it may be some service to himprevious to his making another journey into Abyssinia But if thisadvice does not delight Mr Bruce the Baron is willing to fight him onany terms he pleases This work was issued separately London 17928voSuch is the history of the book during the first eight or constructiveyears of its existence beyond which it is necessary to trace it untilat least we have touched upon the longvexed question of its authorshipMunchausens travels have in fact been ascribed to as many differenthands as those of Odysseus But as in most other respects it differsfrom the more ancient fabulous narrative in that its authorship hasbeen the subject of but little controversy Many people have entertainederroneous notions as to its authorship which they have circulated

Produced by John HammTHE GOLDEN ROADBy L M Montgomery Life was a roselipped comrade With purple flowers dripping from her fingers The Author TO THE MEMORY OF Aunt Mary Lawson WHO TOLD ME MANY OF THE TALES REPEATED BY THE STORY GIRLFOREWORDOnce upon a time we all walked on the golden road It was a fairhighway through the Land of Lost Delight shadow and sunshine wereblessedly mingled and every turn and dip revealed a fresh charm and anew loveliness to eager hearts and unspoiled eyesOn that road we heard the song of morning stars we drank in fragrancesaerial and sweet as a May mist we were rich in gossamer fancies andiris hopes our hearts sought and found the boon of dreams the yearswaited beyond and they were very fair life was a roselipped comradewith purple flowers dripping from her fingersWe may long have left the golden road behind but its memories are thedearest of our eternal possessions and those who cherish them as suchmay haply find a pleasure in the pages of this book whose people arepilgrims on the golden road of youthTHE GOLDEN ROADCHAPTER I A NEW DEPARTUREIve thought of something amusing for the winter I said as wedrew into a halfcircle around the glorious woodfire in Uncle AlecskitchenIt had been a day of wild November wind closing down into a wet eerietwilight Outside the wind was shrilling at the windows and around theeaves and the rain was playing on the roof The old willow at the gatewas writhing in the storm and the orchard was a place of weird musicborn of all the tears and fears that haunt the halls of night Butlittle we cared for the gloom and the loneliness of the outside worldwe kept them at bay with the light of the fire and the laughter of ouryoung lipsWe had been having a splendid game of BlindMans Buff That is ithad been splendid at first but later the fun went out of it because wefound that Peter was of malice prepense allowing himself to becaught too easily in order that he might have the pleasure of catchingFelicitywhich he never failed to do no matter how tightly his eyeswere bound What remarkable goose said that love is blind Love can seethrough five folds of closelywoven muffler with easeIm getting tired said Cecily whose breath was coming rather quicklyand whose pale cheeks had bloomed into scarlet Lets sit down and getthe Story Girl to tell us a storyBut as we dropped into our places the Story Girl shot a significantglance at me which intimated that this was the psychological moment forintroducing the scheme she and I had been secretly developing for somedays It was really the Story Girls idea and none of mine But she hadinsisted that I should make the suggestion as coming wholly from myselfIf you dont Felicity wont agree to it You know yourself Bev howcontrary shes been lately over anything I mention And if she goesagainst it Peter will toothe ninnyand it wouldnt be any fun if wewerent all in itWhat is it asked Felicity drawing her chair slightly away fromPetersIt is this Let us get up a newspaper of our ownwrite it allourselves and have all we do in it Dont you think we can get a lot offun out of itEveryone looked rather blank and amazed except the Story Girl She knewwhat she had to do and she did itWhat a silly idea she exclaimed with a contemptuous toss of her longbrown curls Just as if WE could get up a newspaperFelicity fired up exactly as we had hopedI think its a splendid idea she said enthusiastically Id like toknow why we couldnt get up as good a newspaper as they have in townUncle Roger says the Daily Enterprise has gone to the dogsall the newsit prints is that some old woman has put a shawl on her head and goneacross the road to have tea with another old woman I guess we could dobetter than that You neednt think Sara Stanley that nobody but youcan do anythingI think it would be great fun said Peter decidedly My Aunt Janehelped edit a paper when she was at Queens Academy and she said it wasvery amusing and helped her a great dealThe Story Girl could hide her delight only by dropping her eyes andfrowningBev wants to be editor she said and I dont see how he can with noexperience Anyhow it would be a lot of troubleSome people are so afraid of a little bother retorted FelicityI think it would be nice said Cecily timidly and none of us haveany experience of being editors any more than Bev so that wouldntmatterWill it be printed asked DanOh no I said We cant have it printed Well just have to write itoutwe can buy foolscap from the teacherI dont think it will be much of a newspaper if it isnt printed saidDan scornfullyIt doesnt matter very much what YOU think said FelicityThank you retorted DanOf course said the Story Girl hastily not wishing to have Dan turnedagainst our project if all the rest of you want it Ill go in for ittoo I daresay it would be real good fun now that I

Produced by Charles Franks and the Distributed Proofreading TeamTHE PUPPET CROWNby Harold MacGrath TO THE MEMORY OF THAT GOOD FRIEND AND COMRADE OF MY YOUTH MY FATHERCONTENTS I THE SCEPTER WHICH WAS A STICK II THE COUP DETAT OF COUSIN JOSEF III AN EPISODE TEN YEARS AFTER IV AN ADVENTURE WITH ROYALTY V BEHIND THE PUPPET BOOTH VI MADEMOISELLE OF THE VEIL VII SOME DIALOGUE AN SPRAINED ANKLE AND SOME SOLDIERS VIII THE RED CHATEAU IX NOTHING MORE SERIOUS THAN A HOUSE PARTY X BEING OF LONG RIDES MAIDS KISSES AND MESSAGES XI THE DENOUEMENT XII WHOM THE GODS DESTROY AND A FEW OTHERS XIII BEING OF COMPLICATIONS NOT RECKONED ON XIV QUI MAIME AIME MON CHIEN XV IN WHICH FORTUNE BECOMES CARELESS AND PRODIGAL XVI WHAT HAPPENED AT THE ARCHBISHOPS PLACE AND AFTER XVII SOME PASSAGES AT ARMS XVIII A MINOR CHORD AND A CHANGE OF MOVEMENT XIX A CHANCE RIDE IN THE NIGHT XX THE LAST STAND OF A BAD SERVANT XXI A COURT FETE AT THE RED CHATEAU XXII IN WHICH MAURICE RECURS TO OFFENBACH XXIII A GAME OF POKER AND THE STAKES XXIV THE PRISONER OF THE RED CHATEAU XXV THE FORTUNES OF WAR XXVI A PAGE FORM TASSO XXVII WORMWOOD AND LEESXXVIII INTO THE HANDS OF AUSTRIA XXIX INTO STILL WATERS AND SILENCE Ah Love Could you and I with Him conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire Would not we shatter it to bitsand then Remold it nearer to the Hearts desire Rubaiyat of Omar KhayyamCHAPTER I THE SCEPTER WHICH WAS A STICKThe king sat in his private garden in the shade of a potted orange treethe leaves of which were splashed with brilliant yellow It was highnoon of one of those last warm sighs of passing summer which now andthen lovingly steal in between the chill breaths of September Thevelvet hush of the midday hour had fallenThere was an endless horizon of turquoise blue a zenith pellucid asglass The trees stood motionless not a shadow stirred save that whichwas cast by the tremulous wings of a black and purple butterfly whichnear to his Majesty fell rose and sank again From a drove of wildbees swimming hither and thither in quest of the final sweets of theyear came a low murmurous hum such as a man sometimes fancies he hearswhile standing alone in the vast auditorium of a cathedralThe king from where he sat could see the ivyclad towers of thearchbishops palace where in and about the narrow windows gray andwhite doves fluttered and plumed themselves The garden sloped gentlydownward till it merged into a beautiful lake called the Werter Seewhich stretching out several miles to the west in the heart of thethickwooded hills trembled like a thin sheet of silverToward the south far away lay the dim uneven blue line of the ThalianAlps which separated the kingdom that was from the duchy that is andthe duke from his desires More than once the king leveled his gazein that direction as if to fathom what lay behind those lordly ruggedhillsThere was in the air the delicate odor of the deciduous leaves whichevery little while the king inhaled his eyes halfclosed and hisnostrils distended Save for these brief moments however there restedon his countenance an expression of disenchantment which came ofthe knowledge of a part illplayed an expression which described aconsciousness of his unfitness and inutility of lethargy and wearinessand distasteTo be weary is the lot of kings it is a part of their royalprerogative but it is only a great king who can be weary gracefullyAnd Leopold was not a great king indeed he was many inches short ofthe ideal but he was philosophical and by the process of reason heescaped the pitfalls which lurk in the path of peevishnessTo know the smallness of the human atom the limit of desire theexistence of other lives as precious as their own is not the philosophywhich makes great kings Philosophy engenders pity and one whopossesses that can not ride roughshod over men and that is the businessof kingsAs for Leopold he would rather have wandered the byways of Kant thanstudied royal etiquette A crown had been thrust on his head and ascepter into his hand and willynilly he must wear the one and wieldthe other The confederation had determined the matter shortly beforethe FrancoPrussian warThe kingdom that was an admixture of old France and newer Austria wasa gateway which opened the road to the Orient and a gateman must beplaced there who would be obedient to the will of the great travelerswere they minded to pass that way That is to say the confederationwanted a puppet and in Leopold they found a dreamer which served aswell That glittering bait a crown had lured him from his peacefulOsian hills and valleys and now he found that his crown was of strawand his scepter a stickHe longed to turn back for his heart lay in a tomb close to his castlekeep but the way back was closed He had sold his birthright So hepermitted his ministers to rule his kingdom how they would and gavehimself up to dreams He had been but a

Produced by Donald LainsonTHE PATROL OF THE SUN DANCE TRAILBy Ralph ConnorCONTENTSCHAPTERI THE TRAILRUNNERII HIS COUNTRYS NEEDIII AFISHING WE WILL GOIV THE BIG CHIEFV THE ANCIENT SACRIFICEVI THE ILLUSIVE COPPERHEADVII THE SARCEE CAMPVIII THE GIRL ON NO 1IX THE RIDE UP THE BOWX RAVEN TO THE RESCUEXI SMITHS WORKXII IN THE SUN DANCE CANYONXIII IN THE BIG WIGWAMXIV GOOD MANGOOD SQUAWXV THE OUTLAWXVI WARXVII TO ARMSXVIII AN OUTLAW BUT A MANXIX THE GREAT CHIEFXX THE LAST PATROLXXI WHY THE DOCTOR STAYEDTHE PATROL OF THE SUN DANCE TRAILCHAPTER ITHE TRAILRUNNERHigh up on the hillside in the midst of a rugged group of jack pines theUnion Jack shook out its folds gallantly in the breeze that swept downthe Kicking Horse Pass That gallant flag marked the headquarters ofSuperintendent Strong of the North West Mounted Police whose specialduty it was to preserve law and order along the construction line of theCanadian Pacific Railway Company now pushed west some scores of milesAlong the toteroad which ran parallel to the steel a man dark ofskin slight but wiry came running his hard panting his streamingface his open mouth proclaiming his exhaustion At a little trail thatled to the left he paused noted its course toward the flaunting flagturned into it then struggled up the rocky hillside till he came to thewooden shack with a deep porch running round it and surrounded bya rustic fence which enclosed a garden whose neatness illustrated acharacteristic of the British soldier The runner passed in through thegate and up the little gravel walk and began to ascend the stepsHalt A quick sharp voice arrested him What do you want here Fromthe side of the shack an orderly appeared neat trim and dandified inappearance from his polished boots to his wide cowboy hatBeeg Chief panted the runner Meseebeeg ChiefqueeckThe orderly looked him over and hesitatedWhat do you want Big Chief forMewantsay someting said the little man fighting to recover hisbreath someting beegsure beeg He made a step toward the doorHalt there said the orderly sharply Keep out you halfbreedSeebeeg Chiefqueeck panted the halfbreed for so he was withfierce insistenceThe orderly hesitated A year ago he would have hustled him off theporch in short order But these days were anxious days Rumors wildand terrifying were running through the trails of the dark forestEverywhere were suspicion and unrest The Indian tribes throughout thewestern territories and in the eastern part of British Columbia undercover of an unwonted quiet were in a state of excitement and this noneknew better than the North West Mounted Police With stoical unconcernthe Police patroled their beats rode in upon the reserves carelesscheery but with eyes vigilant for signs and with ears alert forsounds of the coming storm Only the Mounted Police however and afew oldtimers who knew the Indians and their halfbreed kindred gavea single moments thought to the bare possibility of danger Thevast majority of the Canadian people knew nothing of the tempestuousgatherings of French halfbreed settlers in little hamlets upon thenorthern plains along the Saskatchewan The fiery resolutions reportednow and then in the newspapers reciting the wrongs and proclaiming therights of these remote ignorant insignificant halftamed pioneersof civilization roused but faint interest in the minds of the people ofCanada Formal resolutions and petitions of rights had been regularlysent during the past two years to Ottawa and there as regularlypigeonholed above the desks of deputy ministers The politicians hada somewhat dim notion that there was some sort of row on among thebreeds about Prince Albert and Battleford but this concerned themlittle The members of the Opposition found in the resolutions andpetitions of rights useful ammunition for attack upon the Government Inpurple periods the leader arraigned the supineness and the indifferenceof the Premier and his Government to the rights and wrongs of ourfellowcitizens who amid the hardships of a pioneer civilization werelaying broad and deep the foundations of Empire But after the smokeand noise of the explosion had passed both Opposition and Governmentspeedily forgot the halfbreed and his tempestuous gatherings in thestores and schoolhouses at church doors and in open camps along thebanks of the far away SaskatchewanThere were a few men however that could not forget An Indian agenthere and there with a sense of responsibility beyond the pickings of hispost a Hudson Bay factor whose long experience in handling the affairsof halfbreeds and Indians instructed him to read as from a printed pagewhat to others were meaningless and incoherent happenings and above allthe officers of the Mounted Police whose duty it was to preserve thepax Britannica over some three hundred thousand square miles of HerMajestys dominions in this far northwest reach of Empire these carriednight and day an uneasiness in their minds which found vent from timeto time in reports and telegraphic messages to members of Government andother officials at headquarters who slept on however undisturbed Butthe word was passed along the line of Police posts over the plains andfar out into British Columbia to watch for signs and to be on guard ThePolice paid little heed to the highsounding resolutions of a few angryexcitable halfbreeds who daring though they were and thoroughly ableto give a good account of themselves in any trouble that might arisewere quite insignificant in number but there was another peril soserious so terrible that the oldest officer on the force spoke of itwith face growing grave and with lowered voicethe peril of an IndianuprisingAll this and more made the trim orderly hesitate A runner with news wasnot to be kicked unceremoniously off the porch in these days but to beconsideredYou want to see the Superintendent ehOui for surequeeckrun ten mile replied the halfbreed with angryimpatienceAll right said the orderly whats your nameName Me PinaultPierre Pinault Ah sacrre Beeg Chief knowmePinault The little

Produced by Toby F Charkin HTML version by Al HainesThe Valley Of FearbySir Arthur Conan DoyleCONTENTSPART 1The Tragedy of BirlstoneChapter 1 The Warning 2 Sherlock Holmes Discourses 3 The Tragedy of Birlstone 4 Darkness 5 The People Of the Drama 6 A Dawning Light 7 The SolutionPART 2The Scowrers 1 The Man 2 The Bodymaster 3 Lodge 341 Vermissa 4 The Valley of Fear 5 The Darkest Hour 6 Danger 7 The Trapping of Birdy EdwardsPART 1The Tragedy of BirlstoneChapter 1The WarningI am inclined to think said II should do so Sherlock Holmes remarked impatientlyI believe that I am one of the most longsuffering of mortals but Illadmit that I was annoyed at the sardonic interruptionReally Holmes said I severely you are a little trying at timesHe was too much absorbed with his own thoughts to give any immediateanswer to my remonstrance He leaned upon his hand with his untastedbreakfast before him and he stared at the slip of paper which he hadjust drawn from its envelope Then he took the envelope itself held itup to the light and very carefully studied both the exterior and theflapIt is Porlocks writing said he thoughtfully I can hardly doubtthat it is Porlocks writing though I have seen it only twice beforeThe Greek e with the peculiar top flourish is distinctive But if it isPorlock then it must be something of the very first importanceHe was speaking to himself rather than to me but my vexationdisappeared in the interest which the words awakenedWho then is Porlock I askedPorlock Watson is a nomdeplume a mere identification mark butbehind it lies a shifty and evasive personality In a former letter hefrankly informed me that the name was not his own and defied me everto trace him among the teeming millions of this great city Porlock isimportant not for himself but for the great man with whom he is intouch Picture to yourself the pilot fish with the shark the jackalwith the lionanything that is insignificant in companionship withwhat is formidable not only formidable Watson but sinisterin thehighest degree sinister That is where he comes within my purview Youhave heard me speak of Professor MoriartyThe famous scientific criminal as famous among crooks asMy blushes Watson Holmes murmured in a deprecating voiceI was about to say as he is unknown to the publicA touch A distinct touch cried Holmes You are developing acertain unexpected vein of pawky humour Watson against which I mustlearn to guard myself But in calling Moriarty a criminal you areuttering libel in the eyes of the lawand there lie the glory and thewonder of it The greatest schemer of all time the organizer of everydeviltry the controlling brain of the underworld a brain which mighthave made or marred the destiny of nationsthats the man But soaloof is he from general suspicion so immune from criticism soadmirable in his management and selfeffacement that for those verywords that you have uttered he could hale you to a court and emergewith your years pension as a solatium for his wounded character Is henot the celebrated author of The Dynamics of an Asteroid a book whichascends to such rarefied heights of pure mathematics that it is saidthat there was no man in the scientific press capable of criticizingit Is this a man to traduce Foulmouthed doctor and slanderedprofessorsuch would be your respective roles Thats genius WatsonBut if I am spared by lesser men our day will surely comeMay I be there to see I exclaimed devoutly But you were speakingof this man PorlockAh yesthe socalled Porlock is a link in the chain some little wayfrom its great attachment Porlock is not quite a sound linkbetweenourselves He is the only flaw in that chain so far as I have been ableto test itBut no chain is stronger than its weakest linkExactly my dear Watson Hence the extreme importance of Porlock Ledon by some rudimentary aspirations towards right and encouraged by thejudicious stimulation of an occasional tenpound note sent to him bydevious methods he has once or twice given me advance informationwhich has been of valuethat highest value which anticipates andprevents rather than avenges crime I cannot doubt that if we had thecipher we should find that this communication is of the nature that IindicateAgain Holmes flattened out the paper upon his unused plate I rose andleaning over him stared down at the curious inscription which ran asfollows 534 C2 13 127 36 31 4 17 21 41 DOUGLAS 109 293 5 37 BIRLSTONE 26 BIRLSTONE 9 47 171What do you make of it HolmesIt is obviously an attempt to convey secret informationBut what is the use of a cipher message without the cipherIn this instance none at allWhy do you say in this instanceBecause there are many ciphers which I would read as easily as I dothe apocrypha of the agony column such crude devices amuse theintelligence without fatiguing it But this is different It is clearlya reference to the words in a page of some book Until I am told whichpage and which book I am powerlessBut why Douglas and BirlstoneClearly because those are words which were not contained in the pagein questionThen why has he not indicated the bookYour native shrewdness my dear Watson that innate cunning which isthe delight of your friends would surely prevent you from inclosingcipher and message in the same envelope Should it miscarry you areundone As it is both have to go wrong before any harm comes from itOur second post is now overdue and I shall be surprised if it does

Produced by Jeroen HellingmanThe Bontoc Igorotby Albert Ernest JenksLetter of TransmittalDepartment of the Interior The Ethnological SurveyMANILA FEBRUARY 3 1904Sir I have the honor to submit a study of the Bontoc Igorot madefor this Survey during the year 1903 It is transmitted with therecommendation that it be published as Volume I of a series ofscientific studies to be issued by The Ethnological Survey for thePhilippine IslandsRespectfullyAlbert Ernst JenksCHIEF OF THE ETHNOLOGICAL SURVEYHon Dean C WorcesterSECRETARY OF THE INTERIOR MANILA P IPrefaceAfter an expedition of two months in September October and November1902 among the people of northern Luzon it was decided that the Igorotof Bontoc pueblo in the Province of LepantoBontoc are as typical ofthe primitive mountain agriculturist of Luzon as any group visited andthat ethnologic investigations directed from Bontoc pueblo would enablethe investigator to show the culture of the primitive mountaineer ofLuzon as well as or better than investigations centered elsewhereAccompanied by Mrs Jenks the writer took up residence in Bontocpueblo the 1st of January 1903 and remained five months Thefollowing data were gathered during that Bontoc residence the previousexpedition of two months and a residence of about six weeks amongthe Benguet IgorotThe accompanying illustrations are mainly from photographs Some ofthem were taken in April 1903 by Hon Dean C Worcester Secretaryof the Interior others are the work of Mr Charles Martin Governmentphotographer and were taken in January 1903 the others were madeby the writer to supplement those taken by Mr Martin whose timewas limited in the area Credit for each photograph is given withthe halftone as it appearsI wish to express my gratitude for the many favors of the only otherAmericans living in Bontoc Province during my stay there namelyLieutenantGovernor Truman K Hunt MD Constabulary Lieutenant nowCaptain Elmer A Eckman and Mr William F Smith American teacherIn the following pages native words have their syllabic divisionsshown by hyphens and their accented syllables and vowels marked in thevarious sections wherein the words are considered technically for thefirst time and also in the vocabulary in the last chapter In allother places they are unmarked A later study of the language mayshow that errors have been made in writing sentences since it wasnot always possible to get a consistent answer to the question as towhat part of a sentence constitutes a single word and time was toolimited for any extensive language study The following alphabet hasbeen used in writing native wordsA as in FAR Spanish RAMOA as in LAW as O in French ORAY as AI in AISLE Spanish HAYAO as OU in OUT as AU in Spanish AUTOB as in BAD Spanish BAJARCH as in CHECK Spanish CHICOD as in DOG Spanish DARE as in THEY Spanish HALLEE as in THEN Spanish COMENF as in FIGHT Spanish FIRMARG as in GO Spanish GOZARH as in HE Tagalog BAHAYI as in PIQUE Spanish HIJOI as in PICKK as in KEENL as in LAMB Spanish LENTEM as in MAN Spanish MENOSN as in NOW Spanish JABONNG as in FINGER Spanish LENGUAO as in NOTE Spanish NOSOTROSOI as in BOILP as in POOR Spanish PEROQ as CH in German ICHS as in SAUCE Spanish SORDOSH as in SHALL as CH in French CHARMERT as in TOUCH Spanish TOMARU as in RULE Spanish UNOU as in BUTU as in German KUHLV as in VALVE Spanish VOLVERW as in WILL nearly as OU in French OUIY as in YOU Spanish YAIt seems not improper to say a word here regarding some of my commonestimpressions of the Bontoc IgorotPhysically he is a cleanlimbed wellbuilt darkbrown man of mediumstature with no evidence of degeneracy He belongs to that extensivestock of primitive people of which the Malay is the most commonlynamed I do not believe he has received any of his characteristicsas a group from either the Chinese or Japanese though this theoryhas frequently been presented The Bontoc man would be a savage ifit were not that his geographic location compelled him to become anagriculturist necessity drove him to this art of peace In everydaylife his actions are deliberate but he is not lazy He is remarkablyindustrious for a primitive man In his agricultural labors he hasstrength determination and endurance On the trail as a cargadoror burden bearer for Americans he is patient and uncomplaining andearns his wage in the sweat of his brow His social life is lowlyand before marriage is most primitive but a man has only one wife towhom he is usually faithful The social group is decidedly democraticthere are no slaves The people are neither drunkards gamblersnor sportsmen There is little color in the life of the Igorothe is not very inventive and seems to have little imagination Hischief recreation certainly his mostenjoyed and highly prizedrecreation is headhunting But headhunting is not the passionwith him that it is with many Malay peoplesHis religion is at base the most primitive religion known animismor spirit belief but he has somewhere grasped the idea of one godand has made this belief in a crude way a part of his lifeHe is a very likable man and there is little about his primitivenessthat is repulsive He is of a kindly disposition is not servileand is generally trustworthy He has a strong sense of humor He isdecidedly friendly to the American whose superiority he recognizesand whose methods he desires to learn The boys in school are quickand bright and their teacher pronounces them superior to Indian andMexican children he has taught in Mexico Texas and New Mexico1Briefly I believe in the future development of the Bontoc Igorotfor the following reasons He has an exceptionally fine physique forhis stature and has no vices to destroy his body He has couragewhich no one who knows him seems ever to think of questioning heis industrious has a bright mind and is willing to learn Hisinstitutions governmental religious and social are notradically opposed to those of modern civilization as for instanceare many institutions of the Mohammedanized people of Mindanao andthe Sulu Archipelago but are such it

Produced by David A SchwanHOW MEMBERS OF CONGRESS ARE BRIBEDAn Open LetterA Protest and a PetitionFrom a Citizen of California to the United States Congressby Joseph H MooreThe LobbyistIf a persistent intermeddler without proper warrant in Governmentaffairs an unscrupulous dealer in threats and promises amongst publicmen a constant menace to sworn servants of the people in their officesof trust a tempter of the corrupt and a terror to the timid who aredelegated to power a remorseless enemy to wholesome legislation aconstant friend to conspirators against the common welfare for privategainif such a compound of dangerous and insolent qualities mergedin one personality active vigilant unblushing be a LobbyistthenCollis P Huntington is a Lobbyist at the doors of Congress in itscorridors and in its councils at WashingtonHe is the spirit incarnate of Monopoly in its most aggressive formAmong the intrenched powers which have sapped the vitality and are amenace to the existence of our form of republican government he isstrong with their strength dangerous with their power perilous withthe insolence of their courtesies the blandishment of their open orcovert threatsFor nearly thirty years he has engendered broadcast political corruptionin order to enrich himself and his associate railroad magnates at thepublic costThe declared representative now of those who have been thus farsuccessful conspirators against the general Treasury and ruthlessoppressors of every vital interest of defenceless California withresonant voice and open hand he is clearly visible upon paradedemanding attention from the elected servants of all the people andeasily dwarfing the lessor lobby by the splendor of his equipmentThe English Parliament would relegate such an intruder to the streetthe French Deputies point to his credentials with infinite scornItalian statesmen would shrink from a perusal of his record and theSpanish Cortes decline to listen to any plea that men who are at one andthe same time known robbers and declared beggars have blended and vestedrights as both such to millions of public moneyTo the vision of thoughtful rulers and myriads of patriots throughoutthe world reading history now as it is being created from day to daythe Anarchist naturally looms in the background of such a spectacleA SearchLightIn order that a proper sidelight be flashed upon him that his choicemethods of dealing with men and accomplishing his purposes may passin review that some Californians and many national legislators may beinformed of that which they never knew or reminded of that whichthey may have forgotten that the record of his accidental and forcedconfession in open Court of an appalling use of money in defendingstolen millions and grasping after more shall be revived that his lowestimate of the honor and integrity of public men and his essentialcontempt for the masses may be contrasted with his high appreciation ofthe debauching power of money that the enslavement by himself and hisassociates of the naturally great State of California and her indignantpeople may be once more proclaimed with bitter protest and earnestappeal to all the citizens of our sister States throughout our vastcommonwealth and to the end that no such palpable embodiment ofpolitical infamy may continue to stalk without rebuke through allthe open ways and sacred recesses of popular power crystallized atWashingtonI propose to revive the recollection ofand to brieflycomment onthe whilom notorious HuntingtonColton Letters which becamepublic property as part of the records of the Superior Court of SonomaCounty in this StateHuntingtonColton LettersOf an apparent nearly 600 only about 200 are in evidence It is to beregretted that more did not come to light If the public could onlybe privileged to read what he wrote to Leland Stanford and to CharlesCrocker and to Mark Hopkinsas well as to David D Coltontherethere would be much to reflect upon But the public never will see suchletters The nature of them required their immediate destructionAs Huntington explainsI am often asked by my associates in California about my views inmatters that I have written to the others of and allow me to say thatall letters that I number consecutively I have supposed would be readby all and then go into the basket together No 561 N Y April7th 1875That was the safest way It is not wise to allow great numbers ofthinking people to read that they are victims of chicanery corruptionin high places bribery hire and salary and oppression throughconspiracy There might be something more than a spice of danger in muchcarelessnessTone of the LettersThe letters under consideration written during the four years fromOctober 1874 to October 1878 tell a plain enough tale of their ownThey abound with cool and easy allusions to various men and things toconvincing public servants to fixing committees in Congressto persuading the most exalted officials purchasing Nationallegislators as well as Territorial Governors to deceiving localcommunities and the United States generally with well consideredcunning to working noisily with blatant instruments and quietly throughmasked agents to creating public opinion by means of false showingsto electing or defeating candidates for office to smiting enemies andrewarding friendsViewed as a contribution to the literature of fatal political infectionthe letters are unique They embody an epitome of just such work astheir writer is prepared to now continue if the temper of the Americanpeople will permit him to do soThe plane upon which his exertions will possibly be made may be justlyimagined from the intimate knowledge and implied approval of bribery ona collossal scale which he mentions frankly and carelessly thusI returned from Washington last night The subcommittee of the RR Committee of the House have agreed to report Scott T and P Billsthrough to San Diego and I am disposed to think the full committeewill report it to the House It can be hoped but I doubt if it wouldbe worth the cost as I do not think it can pass the House Scott nodoubt will promise all thesay 40000000 that the Act would givehim No 428 N Y Feb 23 1878And thusThe T and P folks are working hard on their bill They offeredone M C one thousand dollars cash down five thousand when the Billpassed and ten thousand of the bonds

Produced by The James J Kelly Library of St GregorysUniversity and Alev AkmanTHE AMERICAN SPIRIT IN LITERATUREA CHRONICLE OF GREAT INTERPRETERSBy Bliss PerryCONTENTS I THE PIONEERS II THE FIRST COLONIAL LITERATURE III THE THIRD AND FOURTH GENERATION IV THE REVOLUTION V THE KNICKERBOCKER GROUP VI THE TRANSCENDENTALISTS VII ROMANCE POETRY AND HISTORY VIII POE AND WHITMAN IX UNION AND LIBERTY X A NEW NATION BIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTETHE AMERICAN SPIRIT IN LITERATURECHAPTER I THE PIONEERSThe United States of America has been from the beginning in a perpetualchange The physical and mental restlessness of the American and thetemporary nature of many of his arrangements are largely due to theexperimental character of the exploration and development of thiscontinent The new energies released by the settlement of the colonieswere indeed guided by stern determination wise forethought andinventive skill but no one has ever really known the outcome of theexperiment It is a story of faith of Effort and expectation and desire And something evermore about to beAn Alexander Hamilton may urge with passionate force the adoption of theConstitution without any firm conviction as to its permanence The mostclearsighted American of the Civil War period recognized this elementof uncertainty in our American adventure when he declared We arenow testing whether this nation or any nation so conceived and sodedicated can long endure More than fifty years have passed sincethat war rearmed the binding force of the Constitution and apparentlysealed the perpetuity of the Union Yet the gigantic economic and socialchanges now in progress are serving to show that the United States hasits full share of the anxieties which beset all human institutions inthis daily altering worldWe are but strangers in an inn but passengers in a ship said RogerWilliams This sense of the transiency of human effort the perishablenature of human institutions was quick in the consciousness of thegentleman adventurers and sober Puritan citizens who emigrated fromEngland to the New World It had been a familiar note in the poetry ofthat Elizabethan period which had followed with such breathless interestthe exploration of America It was a conception which could be sharedalike by a saint like John Cotton or a soldier of fortune like JohnSmith Men are tentdwellers Today they settle here and tomorrow theyhave struck camp and are gone We are strangers and sojourners as allour fathers wereThis instinct of the camper has stamped itself upon American life andthought Venturesomeness physical and moral daring resourcefulnessin emergencies indifference to negligible details wastefulnessof materials boundless hope and confidence in the morrow arecharacteristics of the American It is scarcely an exaggeration tosay that the good American has been he who has most resembled a goodcamper He has had robust healthunless or until he has abused itatolerant disposition and an ability to apply his fingers or his brainto many unrelated and unexpected tasks He is disposed to blaze his owntrail He has a touch of prodigality and withal a knack of keepinghis tent or his affairs in better order than they seem Above all hehas been ever ready to break camp when he feels the impulse to wanderHe likes to be footloose If he does not build his roads as solidlyas the Roman roads were built nor his houses like the English housesit is because he feels that he is here today and gone tomorrow If hehas squandered the physical resources of his neighborhood cutting theforests recklessly exhausting the soil surrendering water power andminerals into a few farclutching fingers he has done it because heexpects like Voltaires Signor Pococurante to have a new gardentomorrow built on a nobler plan When New York State grew too crowdedfor Coopers LeatherStocking he shouldered his pack whistled to hisdog glanced at the sun and struck a beeline for the MississippiNothing could be more typical of the first three hundred years ofAmerican historyThe traits of the pioneer have thus been the characteristic traits ofthe American in action The memories of successive generations havetended to stress these qualities to the neglect of others Everyonewho has enjoyed the free life of the woods will confess that his ownjudgment upon his casual summer associates turns quite naturally andalmost exclusively upon their characteristics as woodsmen Out of thewoods these gentlemen may be more or less admirable divines pedantsmen of affairs but the verdict of their companions in the forest isbased chiefly upon the single question of their adaptability to theenvironment of the camp Are they quick of eye and foot skillful withrod and gun cheerful on rainy days ready to do a little more thantheir share of drudgery If so memory holds themSome such unconscious selection as this has been at work in theclassification of our representative men The building of the nation andthe literary expression of its purpose and ideals are tasks which havecalled forth the strength of a great variety of individuals Some ofthese men have proved to be peculiarly fitted for a specific serviceirrespective of the question of their general intellectual powers ortheir rank as judged by the standard of European performance in the samefield Thus the battle of New Orleans in European eyes a mere bit offrontier fighting made Andrew Jackson a hero as indubitably as if hehad defeated Napoleon at Waterloo It gave him the PresidencyThe analogy holds in literature Certain expressions of Americansentiment or conviction have served to summarize or to clarify thespirit of the nation The authors of these productions have frequentlywon the recognition and affection of their contemporaries by means ofprose and verse quite unsuited to sustain the test of severe criticalstandards Neither Longfellows Excelsior nor Poes Bells norWhittiers Maud Muller is among the best poems of the three writersin question yet there was something in each of these productions whichcaught the fancy of a whole American generation It expressed one phaseof the

Produced by Sue AsscherBRAMBLEBEES AND OTHERSby J HENRI FABRETRANSLATED BY ALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOS FZSTRANSLATORS NOTEIn this volume I have collected all the essays on Wild Bees scatteredthrough the Souvenirs entomologiques with the exception of those onthe Chalicodomae or Masonbees proper which form the contents of aseparate volume entitled The MasonbeesThe first two essays on the Halicti Chapters 12 and 13 have alreadyappeared in an abbreviated form in The Life and Love of the Insecttranslated by myself and published by Messrs A C Black in Americaby the Macmillan Co in 1911 With the greatest courtesy and kindnessMessrs Black have given me their permission to include these twochapters in the present volume they did so without fee or considerationof any kind merely on my representation that it would be a great pityif this uniform edition of Fabres Works should be rendered incompletebecause certain essays formed part of volumes of extracts previouslypublished in this country Their generosity is almost unparalleled in myexperience and I wish to thank them publicly for it in the name ofthe author of the French publishers and of the English and Americanpublishers as well as in my ownOf the remaining chapters one or two have appeared in the EnglishReview or other magazines but most of them now see the light inEnglish for the first timeI have once more as in the case of The Masonbees to thank MissFrances Rodwell for the help which she has given me in the workof translation and research and I am also grateful for much kindassistance received from the staff of the Natural History Museum andfrom Mr Geoffrey MeadeWaldo in particularALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOSChelsea 1915CONTENTSTRANSLATORS NOTECHAPTER 1 BRAMBLEDWELLERSCHAPTER 2 THE OSMIAECHAPTER 3 THE DISTRIBUTION OF THE SEXESCHAPTER 4 THE MOTHER DECIDES THE SEX OF THE EGGCHAPTER 5 PERMUTATIONS OF SEXCHAPTER 6 INSTINCT AND DISCERNMENTCHAPTER 7 ECONOMY OF ENERGYCHAPTER 8 THE LEAFCUTTERSCHAPTER 9 THE COTTONBEESCHAPTER 10 THE RESINBEESCHAPTER 11 THE POISON OF THE BEECHAPTER 12 THE HALICTI A PARASITECHAPTER 13 THE HALICTI THE PORTRESSCHAPTER 14 THE HALICTI PARTHENOGENESISINDEXCHAPTER 1 BRAMBLEDWELLERSThe peasant as he trims his hedge whose riotous tangle threatens toencroach upon the road cuts the trailing stems of the bramble a footor two from the ground and leaves the rootstock which soon dries upThese bramblestumps sheltered and protected by the thorny brushwoodare in great demand among a host of Hymenoptera who have families tosettle The stump when dry offers to any one that knows how to use ita hygienic dwelling where there is no fear of damp from the sap itssoft and abundant pith lends itself to easy work and the top offers aweak spot which makes it possible for the insect to reach the vein ofleast resistance at once without cutting away through the hardligneous wall To many therefore of the Bee and Wasp tribe whetherhoneygatherers or hunters one of these dry stalks is a valuablediscovery when its diameter matches the size of its wouldbeinhabitants and it is also an interesting subject of study to theentomologist who in the winter pruningshears in hand can gather inthe hedgerows a faggot rich in small industrial wonders Visiting thebramblebushes has long been one of my favourite pastimes during theenforced leisure of the wintertime and it is seldom but some newdiscovery some unexpected fact makes up to me for my torn fingersMy list which is still far from being complete already numbers nearlythirty species of brambledwellers in the neighbourhood of my houseother observers more assiduous than I exploring another region and onecovering a wider range have counted as many as fifty I give at foot aninventory of the species which I have notedBrambledwelling insects in the neighbourhood of Serignan Vaucluse 1 MELLIFEROUS HYMENOPTERA Osmia tridentata DUF and PER Osmia detrita PEREZ Anthidium scapulare LATR Heriades rubicola PEREZ Prosopis confusa SCHENCK Ceratina chalcites GERM Ceratina albilabris FAB Ceratina callosa FAB Ceratina coerulea VILLERS 2 HUNTING HYMENOPTERA Solenius vagus FAB provisions Diptera Solenius lapidarius LEP provisions Spiders Cemonus unicolor PANZ provisions Plantlice Psen atratus provisions Black Plantlice Tripoxylon figulus LIN provisions Spiders A Pompilus unknown provisions Spiders Odynerus delphinalis GIRAUD 3 PARASITICAL HYMENOPTERA A Leucopsis unknown parasite of Anthidium scapulare A small Scoliid unknown parasite of Solenius vagus Omalus auratus parasite of various brambledwellers Cryptus bimaculatus GRAV parasite of Osmia detrita Cryptus gyrator DUF parasite of Tripoxylon figulus Ephialtes divinator ROSSI parasite of Cemonus unicolor Ephialtes mediator GRAV parasite of Psen atratus Foenus pyrenaicus GUERIN Euritoma rubicola J GIRAUD parasite of Osmia detrita 4 COLEOPTERA Zonitis mutica FAB parasite of Osmia tridentataMost of these insects have been submitted to a learned expert ProfessorJean Perez of Bordeaux I take this opportunity of renewing my thanksfor his kindness in identifying them for meAuthors NoteThey include members of very diverse corporations Some moreindustrious and equipped with better tools remove the pith from the drystem and thus obtain a vertical cylindrical gallery the length of whichmay be nearly a cubit This sheath is next divided by partitions intomore or less numerous storeys each of which forms the cell of a larvaOthers less wellendowed with strength and implements avail themselvesof the old galleries of other insects galleries that have beenabandoned after serving as a home for their builders family Their onlywork is to make some slight repairs in the ruined tenement to clear thechannel of its lumber such as the remains of

Produced by Sue AsscherMORE HUNTING WASPSBy J Henri FabreTranslated By Alexander Teixeira De Mattos F Z STRANSLATORS NOTEThe fourteen chapters contained in this volume complete the list ofessays in the Souvenirs entomologiques devoted to Wasps The remainderwill be found in the two earlier volumes of this collected editionentitled The Hunting Wasps and the Masonwasps respectivelyChapter 2 has appeared before in my version of The Life and Love ofthe Insect an illustrated volume of extracts translated by myself andpublished by Messrs Adam and Charles Black in America by the MacmillanCo and Chapter 10 in a similar miscellany translated by Mr BernardMiall published by Messrs T Fisher Unwin Ltd in America by theCentury Co under the title of Social Life in the Insect World Thesetwo chapters are included in the present book by arrangement with theoriginal firmsI wish to place on record my thanks to Mr Miall for the valuableassistance which he has given me in preparing this translationALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOSVentnor I W 6 December 1920CONTENTS TRANSLATORS NOTE CHAPTER 1 THE POMPILI CHAPTER 2 THE SCOLIAE CHAPTER 3 A DANGEROUS DIET CHAPTER 4 THE CETONIALARVA CHAPTER 5 THE PROBLEM OF THE SCOLIAE CHAPTER 6 THE TACHYTES CHAPTER 7 CHANGE OF DIET CHAPTER 8 A DIG AT THE EVOLUTIONISTS CHAPTER 9 RATIONING ACCORDING TO SEX CHAPTER 10 THE BEEEATING PHILANTHUS CHAPTER 11 THE METHOD OF THE AMMOPHILAE CHAPTER 12 THE METHOD OF THE SCOLIAE CHAPTER 13 THE METHOD OF THE CALICURGI CHAPTER 14 OBJECTIONS AND REJOINDERS INDEXCHAPTER 1 THE POMPILIThis essay should be read in conjunction with that on the BlackbelliedTarantula Cf The Life of the Spider by J Henri Fabre translatedby Alexander Teixeira de Mattos chapter 1Translators NoteThe Ammophilas caterpillar Cf The Hunting Wasps by J Henri Fabretranslated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos chapters 13 and 18 to 20and Chapter 11 of the present volumeTranslators Note the BembexCf idem chapter 14Translators Note Gadfly the Cerceris Cfidem chapters 1 to 3Translators Note Buprestis A Beetleusually remarkable for her brilliant colouring Cf idem chapter1Translators Note and Weevil the Sphex Cf idem chapter 4 to10Translators Note Locust Cricket and Ephippiger Cf The Lifeof the Grasshopper by J Henri Fabre translated by AlexanderTeixeira de Mattos chapters 13 and 14Translators Note allthese inoffensive peaceable victims are like the silly Sheep of ourslaughterhouses they allow themselves to be operated upon by theparalyser submitting stupidly without offering much resistance Themandibles gape the legs kick and protest the body wriggles and twistsand that is all They have no weapons capable of contending with theassassins dagger I should like to see the huntress grappling withan imposing adversary one as crafty as herself an expert layer ofambushes and like her bearing a poisoned dirk I should like to seethe bandit armed with her stiletto confronted by another bandit equallyfamiliar with the use of that weapon Is such a duel possible Yes itis quite possible and even quite common On the one hand we have thePompili the protagonists who are always victorious on the other handwe have the Spiders the protagonists who are always overthrownWho that has diverted himself however little with the study of insectsdoes not know the Pompili Against old walls at the foot of the banksbeside unfrequented footpaths in the stubble after the harvest in thetangles of dry grass wherever the Spider spreads her nets who has notseen them busily at work now running hither and thither at randomtheir wings raised and quivering above their backs now moving fromplace to place in flights long or short They are hunting for a quarrywhich might easily turn the tables and itself prey upon the trapperlying in wait for itThe Pompili feed their larvae solely on Spiders and the Spiders feed onany insect commensurate with their size that is caught in their netsWhile the first possess a sting the second have two poisoned fangsOften their strength is equally matched indeed the advantage isnot seldom on the Spiders side The Wasp has her ruses of war hercunningly premeditated strokes the Spider has her wiles and her settraps the first has the advantage of great rapidity of movement whilethe second is able to rely upon her perfidious web the one has a stingwhich contrives to penetrate the exact point to cause paralysis theother has fangs which bite the back of the neck and deal sudden deathWe find the paralyser on the one hand and the slaughterer on the otherWhich of the two will become the others preyIf we consider only the relative strength of the adversaries the powerof their weapons the virulence of their poisons and their differentmodes of action the scale would very often be weighted in favour of theSpider Since the Pompilus always emerges victorious from this contestwhich appears to be full of peril for her she must have a specialmethod of which I would fain learn the secretIn our part of the country the most powerful and courageousSpiderhuntress is the Ringed Pompilus Calicurgus annulatus FABclad in black and yellow She stands high on her legs and her wingshave black tips the rest being yellow as though exposed to smoke likea bloater Her size is about that of the Hornet Vespa crabro She israre I see three or four of her in the course of the year and I neverfail to halt in the presence of the proud insect rapidly stridingthrough the dust of the fields when the dogdays arrive Its audaciousair its uncouth gait its warlike bearing long made me suspect thatto obtain its prey it had to make some impossible terrible unspeakablecapture And my guess was correct By dint of waiting and watchingI beheld that victim I saw it in the huntress mandibles It is theBlackbellied

THE SCARLET CARBYRICHARD HARDING DAVISTONED STONECONTENTS THE JAILBREAKERS THE TRESPASSERS THE KIDNAPPERSTHE SCARLET CARITHE JAILBREAKERSFor a long time it had been arranged they all should go to the Harvardand Yale game in Winthrops car It was perfectly well understoodEven Peabody who pictured himself and Miss Forbes in the back of thecar with her brother and Winthrop in front condescended to approveIt was necessary to invite Peabody because it was his great goodfortune to be engaged to Miss Forbes Her brother Sam had beeninvited not only because he could act as chaperon for his sister butbecause since they were at St Pauls Winthrop and he either asparticipants or spectators had never missed going together to theYaleHarvard game And Beatrice Forbes herself had been invitedbecause she was herselfWhen at nine oclock on the morning of the game Winthrop stopped thecar in front of her door he was in love with all the world In theNovember air there was a sting like frostbitten cider in the skythere was a brilliant beautiful sun in the wind was the tinglingtouch of three icechilled rivers And in the big house facing CentralPark outside of which his prancing steed of brass and scarlet chuggedand protested and trembled with impatience was the most wonderful girlin all the world It was true she was engaged to be married and notto him But she was not yet married And today it would be hisprivilege to carry her through the State of New York and the State ofConnecticut and he would snatch glimpses of her profile rising fromthe rough fur collar of her windblown hair of the long lovelylashes under the gray veilShall be together breathe and ride so one day more am I deifiedwhispered the young man in the Scarlet Car who knows but the worldmay end tonightAs he waited at the curb other great touringcars of every speed andshape in the mad race for the Boston Post Road and the town of NewHaven swept up Fifth Avenue Some rolled and puffed like tugboats ina heavy seaway others glided by noiseless and proud as private yachtsBut each flew the colors of blue or crimsonWinthrops car because her brother had gone to one college and he hadplayed right end for the other was draped impartially And so everyother car mocked or cheered it and in one a bareheaded youth stoodup and shouted to his fellows Look theres Billy Winthrop Threetimes three for old Billy Winthrop And they lashed the air withflags and sent his name echoing over Central ParkWinthrop grinned in embarrassment and waved his hand A bicycle copand Fred the chauffeur were equally impressedWas they the Harvoids sir asked FredThey was said WinthropHer brother Sam came down the steps carrying sweaters and steamerrugsBut he wore no holiday countenanceWhat do you think he demanded indignantly Ernest Peabodys insidemaking trouble His sister has a Pullman on one of the special trainsand he wants Beatrice to go with herIn spite of his furs the young man in the car turned quite cold Notwith us he gaspedMiss Forbes appeared at the house door followed by Ernest Peabody Hewore an expression of disturbed dignity she one of distressedamusement That she also wore her automobile coat caused the heart ofWinthrop to leap hopefullyWinthrop said Peabody I am in rather an embarrassing position Mysister Mrs Taylor Holbrookehe spoke the name as though he wereannouncing it at the door of a drawingroomdesires Miss Forbes to gowith her She feels accidents are apt to occur with motor carsandthere are no other ladies in your partyand the crowdsWinthrop carefully avoided looking at Miss Forbes I should be verysorry he murmuredErnest said Miss Forbes I explained it was impossible for me to gowith your sister We would be extremely rude to Mr Winthrop How doyou wish us to sit she askedShe mounted to the rear seat and made room opposite her for PeabodyDo I understand Beatrice began Peabody in a tone that instantlymade every one extremely uncomfortable that I am to tell my sisteryou are not comingErnest begged Miss ForbesWinthrop bent hastily over the oil valves He read the speedometerwhich was as usual out of order with fascinated interestErnest pleaded Miss ForbesMr Winthrop and Sam planned this trip for us a long time agoto giveus a little pleasureThen said Peabody in a hollow voice you have decidedErnest cried Miss Forbes dont look at me as though you meant tohurl the curse of Rome I have Jump in PleaseI will bid you goodby said Peabody I have only just time to catchour trainMiss Forbes rose and moved to the door of the carI had better not go with any one she said in a low voiceYou will go with me commanded her brother Come on ErnestThank you no replied Peabody I have promised my sisterAll right then exclaimed Sam briskly see you at the gameSection H Dont forget Let her out BillyWith a troubled countenance Winthrop bent forward and clasped theclutchBetter come Peabody he saidI thank you no repeated Peabody I must go with my sisterAs the car glided forward Brother Sam sighed heavilyMy but hes got a mean disposition he said He has quite spoiledMY dayHe chuckled wickedly but Winthrop pretended not to hear and hissister maintained an expression of utter dejectionBut to maintain an expression of utter dejection is very difficult whenthe sun is shining when you are flying at the rate of forty miles anhour and when in the cars you pass foolish youths wave Yale flags atyou and take advantage of the day to cry Three cheers for the girlin the blue hatAnd to entirely remove the last trace of the gloom that Peabody hadforced upon them it was necessary only for a tire to burst Of coursefor this effort the tire chose the coldest and most

Produced by Mike LoughGOOD STORIES FOR GREAT HOLIDAYSARRANGED FOR STORYTELLING AND READING ALOUDAND FOR THE CHILDRENS OWN READINGBy Frances Jenkins OlcottIndex according to reading level is appendedTO THE STORYTELLERThis volume though intended also for the childrens own reading and forreading aloud is especially planned for storytelling The latter is adelightful way of arousing a gladsome holiday spirit and of showing theinner meanings of different holidays As stories used for this purposeare scattered through many volumes and as they are not always in theconcrete form required for storytelling I have endeavored to bringtogether myths legends tales and historical stories suitable toholiday occasionsThere are here collected one hundred and twenty stories for seventeenholidaysstories grave gay humorous or fanciful also some thatare spiritual in feeling and others that give the delicious thrillof horror so craved by boys and girls at Halloween time The rangeof selection is wide and touches all sides of wholesome boy and girlnature and the tales have the power to arouse an appropriate holidayspiritAs far as possible the stories are presented in their original formWhen however they are too long for inclusion or too loose instructure for storytelling purposes they are adaptedAdapted stories are of two sorts Condensed in which case a piece ofliterature is shortened scarcely any changes being made in the originallanguage Rewritten here the plot imagery language and style of theoriginal are retained as far as possible while the whole is mouldedinto form suitable for storytelling Some few stories are built up on aslight framework of original matterThus it may be seen that the tales in this volume have not been reducedto the necessarily limited vocabulary and uniform style of one editorbut that they are varied in treatment and language and are the productsof many mindsA glance at the table of contents will show that not only haveselections been made from modern authors and from the folklore ofdifferent races but that some quaint old literary sources have beendrawn on Among the men and books contributing to these pages are theGesta Romanorum Il Libro dOro Xenophon Ovid Lucian the VenerableBede William of Malmesbury John of Hildesheim William Caxton and themore modern Washington Irving Hugh Miller Charles Dickens and HenryCabot Lodge also those immortals Hans Andersen the Brothers GrimmHorace E Scudder and othersThe stories are arranged to meet the needs of storytelling in thegraded schools Readinglists showing where to find additional materialfor storytelling and collateral reading are added Grades in which therecommended stories are useful are indicatedThe number of selections in the volume as well as the referencesto other books is limited by the amount and character of availablematerial For instance there is little to be found for SaintValentines Day while there is an overwhelming abundance of finestories for the Christmas season Stories like Dickenss ChristmasCarol Ouidas Dog of Flanders and Hawthornes tales which are toolong for inclusion and would lose their literary beauty if condensedare referred to in the lists Volumes containing these stories may beprocured at the public libraryA subject index is appended This indicates the ethical historical andother subjectmatter of interest to the teacher thus making the volumeserviceable for other occasions besides holidaysIn learning her tale the storyteller is advised not to commit it tomemory Such a method is apt to produce a wooden or glib manner ofpresentation It is better for her to read the story over and over againuntil its plot imagery style and vocabulary become her own and thento retell it as Miss Bryant says simply vitally joyouslyCONTENTSNEW YEARS DAY January 1THE FAIRYS NEW YEAR GIFT Emilie Poulsson In the Childs WorldTHE LITTLE MATCH GIRL Hans Christian Andersen Stories and TalesTHE TWELVE MONTHS Alexander Chodsvko Slav Fairy TalesTHE MAILCOACH PASSENGERS Hans Christian Andersen Fairy TalesLINCOLNS BIRTHDAY February 10HE RESCUES THE BIRDS Noah Brooks Abraham LincolnLINCOLN AND THE LITTLE GIRL Charles W Moores Life of Abraham Lincolnfor Boys and GirlsTRAINING FOR THE PRESIDENCY Orison Swett Matden Winning OutWHY LINCOLN WAS CALLED HONEST ABE Noah Brooks Abraham LincolnA STRANGER AT FIVEPOINTS AdaptedA SOLOMON COME TO JUDGMENT Charles W Moores Life of Abraham Lincolnfor Boys and GirlsGEORGE PICKETTS FRIEND Charles W Moores Life of Abraham Lincoln forBoys and GirlsLINCOLN THE LAWYER Z A Mudge The Forest BoyTHE COURAGE OF HIS CONVICTIONS AdaptedMR LINCOLN AND THE BIBLE Z A Mudge The Forest BoyHIS SPRINGFIELD FAREWELL ADDRESS LincolnSAINT VALENTINES DAY February 14SAINT VALENTINESAINT VALENTINE Millicent OlmstedA GIRLS VALENTINE CHARM The Connoisseur 1775MR PEPYS HIS VALENTINE Samuel Pepys DiaryCUPID AND PSYCHE Josephine Preston Peabody Old Greek Folk StoriesWASHINGTONS BIRTHDAY February 22THREE OLD TALES M L Weems Life of George Washington with CuriousAnecdotesYOUNG GEORGE AND THE COLT Horace E Scudder George WashingtonWASHINGTON THE ATHLETE Albert F Blaisdell and Francis R Ball HeroStories from American HistoryWASHINGTONS MODESTY Henry Cabot Lodge George WashingtonWASHINGTON AT YORKTOWN Henry Cabot lodge George WashingtonRESURRECTION DAY Easter Sunday March or AprilA LESSON OF FAITH Mrs Alfred Gatty Parables from NatureA CHILDS DREAM OF A STAR Charles DickensTHE LOVELIEST ROSE IN THE WORLD Hans Christian Andersen Stories andTalesMAY DAY May 1 THE SNOWDROP Hans Christian Andersen Adapted by Baileyand LewisTHE THREE LITTLE BUTTERFLY BROTHERS From the GermanTHE WATER DROP Friedrich Wilhelm Carove Story without an Endtranslated by Sarah AustinTHE SPRING BEAUTY Henry R Schoolcraft The Myth of HiawathaTHE FAIRY TULIPS English FolkTaleTHE STREAM THAT RAN AWAY Mary Austin The Basket WomanTHE ELVES Harriet Mazwell Converse Myths and legends of the New YorkState IroquoisTHE CANYON FLOWERS Ralph Connor The Sky PilotCLYTIE THE HELIOTROPE Ovid MetamorphosesHYACINTHUS Ovid MetamorphosesECHO AND NARCISSUS Ovid MetamorphosesMOTHERS DAY Second Sunday in MayTHE LARK AND ITS YOUNG ONES P V Ramuswami Raju Indian FablesCORNELIA S JEWELS James Baldwin Fifty Famous Stories RetoldQUEEN MARGARET AND THE ROBBERS Albert F Blaisdell Stories fromEnylish HistoryTHE REVENGE OF CORIOLANUS Charles Morris Historical TalesTHE WIDOW AND HER THREE SONSMEMORIAL DAY May 301 AND FLAG DAY June 14 Confederate Memorial Dayis celebrated in some States on April 26 and in others on May 10BETSY ROSS AND THE FLAG Harry Pringle FordTHE STAR SPANGLED BANNER Eva March Tappan Hero Stories from AmericanHistoryTHE LITTLE DRUMMERBOY Aloert Bushnell Hart The Romance

Produced by James RuskCHRISTIE JOHNSTONEA NOVELBy Charles ReadeTranscribers Note Italics are indicated by the underscore characterAcute accents are indicated by a single quote after the vowelwhile grave accents have a single quote before the vowel All otheraccents are ignoredI dedicate all that is good in this work to my motherC RNOTETHIS story was written three years ago and one or two topics in it arenot treated exactly as they would be if written by the same hand todayBut if the author had retouched those pages with his colors of 1853 hewould he thinks have destroyed the only merit they have viz thatof containing genuine contemporaneous verdicts upon a cant that wasflourishing like a peony and a truth that was struggling for bare lifein the year of truth 1850He prefers to deal fairly with the public and with this explanationand apology to lay at its feet a faulty but genuine piece of workCHAPTER IVISCOUNT IPSDEN aged twentyfive income eighteen thousand pounds peryear constitution equine was unhappy This might surprise some peoplebut there are certain blessings the nonpossession of which makes morepeople discontented than their possession renders happyForemost among these are Wealth and Rank Were I to add Beauty tothe list such men and women as go by fact not by conjecture wouldhardly contradict meThe fortunate man is he who born poor or nobody works gradually upto wealth and consideration and having got them dies before he findsthey were not worth so much troubleLord Ipsden started with nothing to win and naturally lived foramusement Now nothing is so sure to cease to please as pleasuretoamuse as amusement Unfortunately for himself he could not at thisperiod of his life warm to politics so having exhausted his Londonclique he rolled through the cities of Europe in his carriage andcruised its shores in his yacht But he was not happyHe was a man of taste and sipped the arts and other knowledge as hesauntered Europe roundBut he was not happyWhat shall I do said _lennuye_Distinguish yourself said oneHowNo immediate answerTake a _prima donna_ over said anotherWell the man took a _prima donna_ over which scolded its maid from theAlps to Dover in the _lingua Toscana_ without the _bocca Romana_ andsang in London without applause because what goes down at La Scala doesnot generally go down at Il Teatro della Regina HaymarketSo then my lord strolled into Russia there he drove a pair of horsesone of whom put his head down and did the work the other pranced andcapricoled alongside all unconscious of the trace He seemed happierthan his working brother but the biped whose career corresponded withthis playful animals was not happyAt length an event occurred that promised to play an adagio upon LordIpsden s mind He fell in love with Lady Barbara Sinclair and he hadno sooner done this than he felt as we are all apt to do on similaroccasions how wise a thing he had doneBesides a lovely person Lady Barbara Sinclair had a character thathe saw would make him and in fact Lady Barbara Sinclair was to aninexperienced eye the exact opposite of Lord IpsdenHer mental impulse was as plethoric as his was languidShe was as enthusiastic as he was coolShe took a warm interest in everything She believed that government isa science and one that goes with _copia verborum_She believed that in England government is administered not by a setof men whose salaries range from eighty to five hundred pounds a yearand whose names are never heard but by the First Lord of the Treasuryand other great menHence she inferred that it matters very much to all of us in whose handis the rudder of that state vessel which goes down the wind of publicopinion without veering a point let who will be at the helmShe also cared very much who was the new bishop Religionif notreligion theologywould be affected therebyShe was enthusiastic about poets imagined their verse to be some sortof clew to their characters and so onShe had other theories which will be indicated by and by at presentit is enough to say that her mind was young healthy somewhat originalfull of fire and faith and empty of experienceLord Ipsden loved her it was easy to love herFirst there was not in the whole range of her mind and body one grainof affectation of any sortShe was always in point of fact under the influence of some male mindor other generally some writer What young woman is not more or lessa mirror But she never imitated or affected she was always herself bywhomsoever coloredThen she was beautiful and eloquent much too highbred to put arestraint upon her natural manner she was often more _naive_ and evenbrusk than your wouldbe aristocrats dare to be but what a charmingabruptness hers wasI do not excel in descriptions and yet I want to give you some carnalidea of a certain peculiarity and charm this lady possessed permit meto call a sister art to my aidThere has lately stepped upon the French stage a charming personagewhose manner is quite free from the affectation that soils nearly allFrench actressesMademoiselle Madeleine Brohan When you see thisyoung lady play Mademoiselle La Segliere you see highbred sensibilitypersonified and you see something like Lady Barbara SinclairShe was a connection of Lord Ipsdens but they had not met for twoyears when they encountered each other in Paris just before thecommencement of this Dramatic Story Novel by courtesyThe month he spent in Paris near her was a bright month to LordIpsden A bystander would not have gathered from his manner that hewas warmly in love with this lady but for all that his lordship wasgradually uncoiling himself and gracefully quietly basking in the raysof Barbara SinclairHe was also just beginning to take an interest in subjects of thedayministries flat paintings controversial novels Cromwellsspotless integrity etcwhy not They interested herSuddenly the lady and her family returned to England Lord Ipsden whowas going to Rome came to England insteadShe had not been five days in London before she made her preparationsto

Produced by Dagny John BickersTHE FIREFLY OF FRANCEby Marion Polk AngellottiTOTHE MEMORY OFTHE HEROIC GUYNEMERTHE ACE OF THE ACES PREPARERS NOTE This text was prepared from a 1918 edition published by The Century Co New YorkTHE FIREFLY OF FRANCECHAPTER IALARUMS AND EXCURSIONSThe restaurant of the Hotel St Ives seems as I look back on it an oddspot to have served as stage wings for a melodrama pure and simple Yeta melodrama did begin there No other word fits the case The innsof the Middle Ages which I believe reeked with trapdoors andcutthroats pistols and poisoned daggers offered nothing weirder thanmy experience with its first scene set beneath this roof The foodthere is superperfect every luxury surrounds you millionaires andtraveling princes are your fellowguests Still sooner than passanother night there I would sleep airily in Central Park and if I hada friend seeking New York quarters I would guide him toward some otherplaceIt was pure chance that sent me to the St Ives for the night before mysteamer sailed Closing the doors of my apartment the previous week andbidding goodbye to the servants who maintained me there in bachelorstate and comfort I had accompanied my friend Dick Forrest on afarewell yacht cruise from which I returned to find the first two hotelsof my seeking packed from cellar to roof But the third had a free roomand I took it without the ghost of a presentiment What would or wouldnot have happened if I had not taken it is a thing I like to speculateonTo begin with I should in due course have joined an ambulance sectionsomewhere in France I should not have gone hobbling on crutches for apainful three months or more I should not have in my possessionfour shell fragments carefully extracted by a French surgeon from myfortunately hard head Nor should I have lived through the dreadfulmoment when that British officer at Gibraltar held up those papersneatly folded and sealed and bound with bright inappropriately cheerfulred tape and with an icy eye demanded an explanation beyond human powerto affordAll this would have been spared me But on the other hand I could notnow look back to that dinner on the TurinParis _rapide_ I should neverhave seen that little ruined French village with guns booming in thedistance and the nearer sound of water running through tall reeds andover green stones and between great mossy trees Indeed my life wouldnow be comparatively speaking a cheerless desert because I shouldnever have met the most beautifulWell all clouds have silver liningssome have golden ones with rainbow edges No I am not sorry I stoppedat the St Ives not in the leastAt any rate there I was at eight oclock of a Wednesday evening in arestaurant full of the usual lights and buzz and glitter among womenin softhued gowns and men in their hideous substitute for thesame Across the table sat my onetime guardian dear old PeterDunstanDunny to me since the night when I first came to him a verytearful lonesome small boy whose loneliness went away forever with hiswelcoming hugjust arrived from home in Washington to eat a farewelldinner with me and to impress upon me for the hundredth time that I hadbetter not goIts a wildgoose chase he snapped attacking his entree savagelyHeaven knows it was to prove so even wilder than his dreams couldpaint but if there were geese in it myself included there was also tobe a swanYou dont really mean that Dunny I said firmly continuing mydinner It was a good dinner we had consulted over each item fromcocktails to liqueurs and we are both distinctly fussy about foodI do mean it insisted my guardian Dunny has the biggest heart in theworld with a cayenne layer over it and this layer is always thickestwhen I am bound for distant parts I mean every word of it I tellyou Dev Dev like Dunny is a misnomer my name is DevereuxDevereuxBayne Dont you risk your bones enough with the confounded games youplay Whats the use of hunting shells and shrapnel like a hero in amovie reel Were not in this war yet though we soon will be praisethe Lord And till we are I believe in neutralityupon my soul I doHeres news then I exclaimed I never heard of it before Wellyour new life begins too late Dunny You brought me up the other wayThe modern system you know makes the parent or guardian responsiblefor the child So thank yourself for my unneutral nature and for the warmedals Im going to winMuttering something about impertinence he veered to another tackIf you must do it he croaked why sail for Naples instead of forBordeaux The Mediterranean is full of those pirate fellows Youread the papersthe headlines anyway you know it as well as I Itssuicide no less Those Huns sank the _San Pietro_ last week I sayyoung man are you listening Do you hear what Im telling youIt was true that my gaze had wandered near the close of his harangueI like to look at my guardian the fine old chap with his height andstraightness his bright blue eyes and proud silver head is a sight forsore eyes as they say But just then I had glimpsed something that waseven better worth seeing I am not impressionable but I must confessthat I was impressed by this girlShe sat far down the room from me Only her back was visible and asomewhat blurred sideview reflected in the mirror on the wall Even somuch was however more than welcome including as it did a smooth whiteneck a small shelllike ear and a mass of warm crinkly redbrownhair She wore a rosecolored gown I noticed cut low with a string ofpearls and her sole escort was a staid elderly precise being ratherof the trusted familylawyer typeI havent missed a word Dunny I assured my visavis I was justwondering if Huns and pirates had quite a neutral sound You know I haveto go via

Produced by Charles Franks and the Online DistributedProofreading Team HTML version by Al HainesHappy HawkinsbyRobert Alexander WasonTOMY OLD PALCONTENTS I THE DIAMOND DOT II CONVINCING A COOK III UNDER FIRE IV PROFESSIONAL DUTY V JUST MONODYA MAN VI THE RACE VII MENTAL TREATMENT FOR A BROKEN LEG VIII THE LETTER IX ADRIFT AGAIN X A WINTER AT SLOCUMS LUCK XI DRESS REFORM AT THE DIAMOND DOT XII THE LASSOO DUEL XIII BUSINESS IS BUSINESS XIV THE CHINESE QUESTION XV THE DIAMOND DOT AGAIN XVI THE HIGHER EDUCATION OF WOMAN XVII IN RETIREMENT XVIII CUPID XIX BARBIE MAKES A DISCOVERY XX RICHARD WHITTINGTON ARRIVES XXI HAPPY MAKES A DISCOVERY XXII A FRIENDLY GAME XXIII CAST STEEL XXIV FEMININE LOGIC XXV THE WAYS OF WOMANKIND XXVI A MODERN KNIGHTERRANT XXVII THE CREOLE BELLE XXVIII THE DAY OF THE WEDDING XXIX THE FINAL RECKONING XXX THE AFTERGLOWCHAPTER ONETHE DIAMOND DOTI wasnt really a Westerner an thats why Im so different from mostof em Take your regular bonie fide Westerner an when he dies hedont turn to dust he turns to alkali but when it comes my turn tosettle Ill jest natchely become the good rich soil o the IndianacornbeltI was born in Indiana and I never left it till after I was ten yearsold Thats about the time boys generally start out to hunt Injuns butI kept on goin till I found minebut I didnt kill himnor him meneither as far as that goesI allus did have the misfortune o gettin hungry at the mostinconvenient times an after I d been gone about two weeks I gotquite powerful hungry so I natchely got a job waitin on a lunchcounter back in Omaha The third day I was there I was all alone in thefront room when in walked an Injun He was about eight feet high Ireckon and the fiercest Injun I ever see I took one look at him athen I dropped behind the counter and wiggled back to the kitchen wherethe boss was I gasped out that the Injuns was upon us an then I flewfor my firearmsWhen the boss discovered that the Injun and fourteen doughnuts almostnew had vanished he was some put out and after we had discussed thematter I acted on his advice and came farther West That businessexperience lasted me a good long while I dont like business an Idont blame any one who has to follow it for a livin for wantin tohave a vacation so he can get out where the air is fit to breatheJust imagine bein hived up day after day with nothin to see but wallsan nothin to do but customers You first got to be friendly with yourvisitors to make em feel at home an then you got to get as much oftheir money as you can in order to keep on bein friendly with em inorder to keep on gettin as much of their money as you canNow out in the open a feller dont have to be a hypocrite once Iworked a whole year for a man who hated me so he wouldnt speak to mebut I didnt care I liked the work and I did it an he raised my wagestwice an gave me a pony when I quitHe was the sourest tempered man I ever see but it was good trainin tolive with him a spell Lots of men has streaks of bein unbearable butthis man was the only one I ever met up with who was solid that wayand didnt have one single streak of bein likeable He was the onlyman I ever see who wouldnt talk to me I was a noticing sort of a kidan I saw mighty early that what wins the hearts o ninetynine men outof a hundred is listenin to em talk Thats why I dont talk muchmyself But you couldnt listen to old Spike Williams cause thewasnt no opportunityhe didnt even cussWe was snowed up for two weeks one time an I took a vow at Id makehim talk I tried every subject Id ever heard of but he didnt evengrunt Just when things was clearin off I sez to him usin mybiggest trump Spike sez I do you know what they say about youNo sez he but you know what I say about them an he went on withhis packinI thought for a while at the year Id spent with Spike Williams was atotal loss but jest the contrary It had kept me studyin an scheminan analysin until after that year had been stored away to season Idiscovered it was the best year Id ever put in an while I hadnt gotoverly well acquainted with Spike I had become mighty friendly withmyself and was surprised to find out how much the was to meDid you ever think of that You start out an a feller comes along anthrows an opinion around your off fore foot an you go down in a heapan that opinion holds you fast for some time When you start on againanother feller ropes you with a new opinion an the first thing youknow you are all cluttered up

Produced by Charles Franks Robert Rowe and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team HTML version by Al HainesA SECOND BOOK OF OPERASbyHenry Edward KrehbielCONTENTS AND INDEXCHAPTER IBIBLICAL OPERASEngland and the Lord Chamberlains censorship et Gounods Reine deSaba The transmigrations of Un Ballo in Maschera How composersrevamp their music et seqHandel and Keiser Mozart and BertatiBeethovens readaptations of his own works Rossini and his Barber ofSeville Verdis Nebuchadnezzar Rossinis Moses Samson etDalila Goldmarks Konigin von Saba The Biblical operas ofRubinstein Mehuls Joseph Mendelssohns Elijah in dramatic formOratorios and Lenten operas in Italy Carissimi and Peri Scarlattisoratorios Scenery and costumes in oratorios The passage of the RedSea and Dal tuo stellato Nerves wrecked by beautiful music Peterthe Hermit and refractory mimic troops Mi manca la voce andoperatic amenities Operatic prayers and ballets Goethes criticism ofRossinis MoseCHAPTER IIBIBLE STORIES IN OPERA AND ORATORIODr Chrysanders theory of the undramatic nature of the Hebrew hisliterature and his life Hebrew history and Greek mythology Someparallels Old Testament subjects Adam and Eve Cain and Abel TheKain of Bulthaupt and dAlbert Tote Augen Noah and the DelugeAbraham The Exodus Mehals Joseph Potiphars wife and RichardStrauss Raimondis contrapuntal trilogy Nebuchadnezzar JudasMaccabaeus Jephtha and his Daughter Judith Esther AthaliaCHAPTER IIIRUBINSTEIN AND HIS GEISTLICHE OPERAnton Rubinstein and his ideals An ambition to emulate Wagner TheTower of Babel The composers theories and strivings et seqDeanStanley Die Makkabaer Sulamith Christus Das verloreneParadies Moses Action and stage directions New Testament storiesin opera The Prodigal Son Legendary material and the story of theNativity Christ dramas Hebbel and Wagner ParsifalCHAPTER IVSAMSON ET DALILAThe predecessors of M SaintSaens Voltaire and Rameau Duprez andJoachim Raff History of SaintSaenss opera et seqHenri RegnaultFirst performances As oratorio and opera in New York An inquiry intothe story of Samson Samson and Herakles The Hebrew hero in legend Atrue type for tragedy Mythological interpretations SaintSaenssopera described et seqA choral prologue Local color The characterof Dalila et seqMilton on her wifehood and patriotism Printempsqui commence Mon coeur souvre a ta voix Oriental ballet musicThe catastropheCHAPTER VDIE KONIGIN VON SABAMeritoriousness of the book of Goldmarks opera Its slight connectionwith Biblical story Contents of the drama et seqParallelism withWagners Tannhauser First performance in New York Oriental luxuryin scenic outfit Goldmarks musicCHAPTER VIHERODIADEModern opera and ancient courtesans Transformed morals in Massenetsopera A seachange in England Who and what was Salome Plot of theopera Scenic and musical adornments Performances in New YorkfootnoteCHAPTER VIILAKMEStory of the opera et seqThe Bell Song Some unnecessary Englishladies First performance in New York American history of the operaMadame Patti Miss Van Zandt Madame Sembrich Madame TetrazziniCriticism of the drama The musicCHAPTER VIIIPAGLIACCIThe twin operas Cavalleria Rusticana and Pagliacci Widespreadinfluence of Mascagnis opera It inspires an ambition in LeoncavalloHistory of his opera A tragic ending taken from real life etseqControversy between Leoncavallo and Catulle Mendes et seqLaFemme de Tabarin Tabarin operas The Drama Nuevo of Estebanez andMr Howellss Yoricks Love What is a Pagliaccio First performancesof the opera in Milan and New York The prologue et seqThe operadescribed et seqBagpipes and vesper bells Harlequins serenadeThe Minuet The Gavotte Plaudite amici la commedia finita estPhilip Hale on who should speak the final wordsCHAPTER IXCAVALLERIA RUSTICANAHow Mascagnis opera impressed the author when it was new Attictragedy and Attic decorum The loathsome operatic brood which itspawned Not matched by the composer or his imitators since Mascagnisaccount of how it came to be written et seqVergas story etseqStory and libretto compared The Siciliano The Easter hymnAnalysis of the opera et seqThe prelude Lolas stornello Theintermezzo They have killed Neighbor TuridduCHAPTER XTHE CAREER OF MASCAGNIInfluence of Cavalleria Rusticana on operatic compositionSantuzza a German sequel Cileas Tilda Giordanos Mala VitaTascas A Santa Lucia Mascagnis history et seqComposesSchillers Hymn to Joy Il Filanda Ratcliff LAmico Fritz IRantzau Silvano Zanetto Le Maschere Vistillia ArnicaMascagnis American visitCHAPTER XIIRISThe song of the sun Allegory and drama Story of the opera etseqThe music et seqTurbid orchestration Local color Borrowingsfrom MeyerbeerCHAPTER XIIMADAMA BUTTERFLYThe operas ancestry Lotis Madame Chrysantheme John Luther Longsstory David Belascos play How the failure of Naughty Anthonysuggested Madame Butterfly William Furst and his music Success ofMr Belascos play in New York The success repeated in London Broughtto the attention of Signor Puccini Ricordi and Co and theirlibrettists Madama Butterfly fails in Milan The first casts inMilan Brescia and New York footnote Incidents of the fiascoRossini and Puccini The opera revised Interruption of the vigilStory of the opera et seqThe hiring of wives in Japan Experiencesof Pierre Loti Geishas and mousmes A changed denouement Messagersopera Madame Chrysantheme The end of Lotis romance Japanesemelodies in the score Puccinis method and Wagners TheStarSpangled Banner A tune from The Mikado Some of the themes ofPuccini and William FurstCHAPTER XIIIDER ROSENKAVALIERThe operas predecessors Guntram Feuersnot Salome Oscar Wildemakes a mistaken appeal to France His necrophilism welcomed by RichardStrauss and Berlin Conrieds efforts to produce Salome at theMetropolitan Opera Blouse suppressed Hammerstein produces the workElektra Hugo von Hoffmannsthal and Beaumarchais Strauss and MozartMozarts themes and Strausss waltzes Dancing in Vienna at the time ofMaria Theresa First performance of the opera at New York DerRosenkavalier and Le Nozze di Figaro Criticism of the play and itsmusic et seqUse of a melodic phrase from Die Zauberflote Thelanguage of the libretto The music Cast of the first Americanperformance footnoteCHAPTER XIVKONIGSKINDERStory of the play et seqFirst production of Hummerdincks opera andcast Earlier performance of the work as a melodrama Author andcomposer Opera and melodrama in Germany Wagnerian symbolism andmusic Die Meistersinger recalled Hero and Leander HumperdincksmusicCHAPTER XVBORIS GODOUNOFFFirst performance of Moussorgskys opera in New York Participation ofthe chorus in the tragedy Imported French enthusiasm Vocal melodytextual accents and rhythms Slavicism expressed in an Italiantranslation Moussorgsky and Debussy Political reasons for Frenchenthusiasm RimskyKorsakoffs revision of the score Russian operas inAmerica Nero Pique Dame Eugene Onegin Verstoffekys AskoldsTomb The nationalism of Boris Godounoff The Kolydda song Slavaand Beethoven Lack of the feminine element in the drama The operaslack of coherency Cast of the first American performanceCHAPTER XVIMADAME SANSGENE AND OTHER OPERAS BY GIORDANOFirst performance of Madame SansGene A singing Napoleon Royaltiesin opera Henry the Fowler King

Produced by Dagny John BickersTHE LAMP OF FATEBy Margaret Pedler Then to the rolling Heavn itself I cried Asking What Lamp of Destiny to guide Her little Children stumbling in the Dark AndA blind Understanding Heaven replied The Rubaiyat of Omar KhayyamTo AUDREY HEATHDEAR AUDREY I always feel that you have played the part of FairyGodmother in a very special and delightful way to all my stories andin particular to this one the plot of which I outlined to you oneafternoon in an old summerhouse So will you let me dedicate it to youYours alwaysMARGARET PEDLERTHE LAMP OF FATEPART ONECHAPTER ITHE NINTH GENERATIONThe house was very silent An odour of disinfectants pervaded theatmosphere Upstairs hushed swift steps moved to and froHugh Vallincourt stood at the window of his study staring out withunseeing eyes at the smooth shaven lawns and wellkept paths with theirbackground of leafless trees It seemed to him that he had been standingthus for hours waitingwaiting for someone to come and tell him that ason and heir was born to himHe never doubted that it would be a son By some freak of chancethe firstborn of the Vallincourts of Coverdale had been for eightsuccessive generations a boy Indeed by this time the thing hadbecome so much a habit that no doubts or apprehensions concerning thesex of the eldest child were ever entertained It was accepted as aforegone conclusion and in the eyes of the family there was a certaingratifying propriety about such regularity It was like a hallmark ofheavenly approvalHugh Vallincourt therefore was conscious at this critical moment ofno questionings on that particular score He was merely a prey to thenormal tremors and agitations of a husband and prospective fatherFor an ageless period it seemed to him his thoughts had clung aboutthat upstairs room where his wife lay battling for her own life andanothers Suddenly they swung back to the time a year ago when hehad first met heran elusive feminine thing still reckoning her age inteensbeneath the glorious blue and gold canopy of the skies of ItalyTheir meeting and brief courtship had been pure romanceromance suchas is bred in that land of mellow warmth and colour where the flower ofpassion sometimes buds and blooms within the span of a single dayIn like manner had sprung to life the love between Hugh Vallincourtand Diane Wielitzska and rarely has the web of love enmeshed two moredissimilar and illmatched peopleHugh a man of sevenandthirty thestrict and somewhat selfconscious head of a conspicuously devout oldEnglish family and Diane a beautiful dancer of mixed origin theillegitimate offspring of a Russian grandduke and of a French artistsmodel of the Latin QuarterThe three dread Sisters who determine the fate of men must have laughedamongst themselves at such an obvious mismating knowing well howinevitably it would tangle the threads of many other lives than the twoimmediately concernedVallincourt had been brought up on severely conventional lines rearedin the narrow tenets of a family whose salient characteristics werean overweening pride of race and a religious zeal amounting almost tofanaticism while Diane had had no upbringing worth speaking of As forreligious views she hadnt anyYet neither the one nor the other had counted in the scale when thecrucial moment camePerhaps it was by way of an ironical setoff against his environmentthat Fate had dowered Hugh with his crop of ruddy hairand with theardent temperament which usually accompanies the type Be that as itmay he was swept completely off his feet by the dancers magic beautyThe habits and training of a lifetime went by the board and nothingwas allowed to impede the swift not to say violent course of hislovemaking Within a month from the day of their first meeting he andDiane were man and wifeThe consequences were almost inevitable and Hugh found that his marriedlife speedily resolved itself into an endless struggle between thedictates of inclination and conscience Everything that was man in himresponded passionately to the appeal and charm of Dianes personalitywhilst everything that was narrow and censorious disapproved her totalinability to conform to the ingrained prejudices of the VallincourtsNot that Diane was in any sense of the word a bad woman She was merelybeautiful and irresponsiblea typical _cigale_ of the stagelovableand kindhearted and pagan and possessing but the haziest notions ofselfcontrol and selfdiscipline Even so left to themselves husbandand wife might ultimately have found the road to happiness across thebridge of their great love for one anotherBut such freedom was denied them Always at Hughs elbow stood hissister Catherine a rigidly austere woman in herself an epitome of allthat Vallincourts had ever stood forSince the death of their parents twenty years previously Catherine hadshared her brothers home managing his houseand on the strength ofher four years seniority in age himself as wellwith an iron handNor had she seen fit to relinquish the reins of government when hemarriedPrivately Hugh had hoped she might consider the propriety ofwithdrawing to the dower house attached to the Coverdale estates but ifthe idea had occurred to her she had never given it utterance and Hughhimself had lacked the courage to propose such an innovationSo it followed that Catherine was ever at hand to criticise and condemnShe disapproved of her brothers marriage wholly and consistently Inher eyes he had committed an unpardonable sin in allying himself withDiane Wielitzska It was his duty to have married a woman of the typeconventionally termed good whose bloodand religious outlookwerealike unimpeachable and since he had lamentably failed in this respectshe never ceased to reproach him Diane she regarded with chronicdisapprobation exaggerating all her faults and opposing her joylovingbutterfly nature with an aloofly puritanical disdainAmid the glacial atmosphere of disapproval into which marriage hadthrust her Diane found her only solace in Virginie a devoted Frenchservant who had formerly been her nurse and who literally worshippedthe ground she walked on Conversely Virginies attitude towards MissVallincourt was one of frank hostility And deep in the hearts

Produced by David WidgerMARGUERITE DE NAVARREMEMOIRS OF MARGUERITE DE VALOISMEMOIRS OF MARGUERITE DE VALOIS QUEEN OF NAVARREWritten by HerselfBeing Historic Memoirs of the Courts of France and NavarreBOOK IILETTER XIIIThe LeagueWar Declared against the HuguenotsQueen Marguerite Setsout for SpaAt length my brother returned to Court accompanied by all the Catholicnobility who had followed his fortunes The King received him verygraciously and showed by his reception of him how much he was pleasedat his return Bussi who returned with my brother met likewise with agracious reception Le Guast was now no more having died under theoperation of a particular regimen ordered for him by his physician Hehad given himself up to every kind of debauchery and his death seemedthe judgment of the Almighty on one whose body had long been perishingand whose soul had been made over to the prince of demons as the price ofassistance through the means of diabolical magic which he constantlypractised The King though now without this instrument of his maliciouscontrivances turned his thoughts entirely upon the destruction of theHuguenots To effect this he strove to engage my brother against themand thereby make them his enemies and that I might be considered asanother enemy he used every means to prevent me from going to the Kingmy husband Accordingly he showed every mark of attention to both of usand manifested an inclination to gratify all our wishesAfter some time M de Duras arrived at Court sent by the King myhusband to hasten my departure Hereupon I pressed the King greatly tothink well of it and give me his leave He to colour his refusal toldme he could not part with me at present as I was the chief ornament ofhis Court that he must keep me a little longer after which he wouldaccompany me himself on my way as far as Poitiers With this answer andassurance he sent M de Duras back These excuses were purposely framedin order to gain time until everything was prepared for declaring waragainst the Huguenots and in consequence against the King my husbandas he fully designed to doAs a pretence to break with the Huguenots a report was spread abroadthat the Catholics were dissatisfied with the Peace of Sens and thoughtthe terms of it too advantageous for the Huguenots This rumoursucceeded and produced all that discontent amongst the Catholicsintended by it A league was formed in the provinces and great citieswhich was joined by numbers of the Catholics M de Guise was named asthe head of all This was well known to the King who pretended to beignorant of what was going forward though nothing else was talked of atCourtThe States were convened to meet at Blois Previous to the opening ofthis assembly the King called my brother to his closet where werepresent the Queen my mother and some of the Kings counsellors Herepresented the great consequence the Catholic league was to his Stateand authority even though they should appoint De Guise as the head ofit that such a measure was of the highest importance to them bothmeaning my brother and himself that the Catholics had very just reasonto be dissatisfied with the peace and that it behoved him addressinghimself to my brother rather to join the Catholics than the Huguenotsand this from conscience as well as interest He concluded his addressto my brother with conjuring him as a son of France and a good Catholicto assist him with his aid and counsel in this critical juncture whenhis crown and the Catholic religion were both at stake He further saidthat in order to get the start of so formidable a league he ought toform one himself and become the head of it as well to show his zeal forreligion as to prevent the Catholics from uniting under any other leaderHe then proposed to declare himself the head of a league which should bejoined by my brother the princes nobles governors and others holdingoffices under the Government Thus was my brother reduced to thenecessity of making his Majesty a tender of his services for the supportand maintenance of the Catholic religionThe King having now obtained assurances of my brothers assistance inthe event of a war which was his sole view in the league which he hadformed with so much art assembled together the princes and chiefnoblemen of his Court and calling for the roll of the league signed itfirst himself next calling upon my brother to sign it and lastly uponall presentThe next day the States opened their meeting when the King calling uponthe Bishops of Lyons Ambrune Vienne and other prelates there presentfor their advice was told that after the oath taken at his coronationno oath made to heretics could bind him and therefore he was absolvedfrom his engagements with the HuguenotsThis declaration being made at the opening of the assembly and wardeclared against the Huguenots the King abruptly dismissed from Courtthe Huguenot Genisac who had arrived a few days before charged by theKing my husband with a commission to hasten my departure The King verysharply told him that his sister had been given to a Catholic and not toa Huguenot and that if the King my husband expected to have me he mustdeclare himself a CatholicEvery preparation for war was made and nothing else talked of at Courtand to make my brother still more obnoxious to the Huguenots he had thecommand of an army given him Genisac came and informed me of the roughmessage he had been dismissed with Hereupon I went directly to thecloset of the Queen my mother where I found the King I expressed myresentment at being deceived by him and at being cajoled by his promiseto accompany me from Paris to Poitiers which as it now appeared was amere pretence I represented that I did not marry by my own choice butentirely agreeable to the advice of King Charles the Queen my motherand

Produced by David WidgerMEMOIRS OF THE COURT OF LOUIS XIV AND OF THE REGENCYBeing the Secret Memoirs of the Mother of the RegentMADAME ELIZABETHCHARLOTTE OF BAVARIA DUCHESSE DORLEANSBOOK 4Victor Amadeus IIThe Grand Duchess Consort of Cosimo II of FlorenceThe Duchesse de Lorraine ElizabethCharlotte dOrleansThe Duc du MaineThe Duchesse du MaineLouvoisLouis XVAnecdotes and Historical Particulars of Various PersonsExplanatory NotesSECTION XXXVVICTOR AMADEUS KING OF SICILYIt is said that the King of Sicily is always in ill humour and that heis always quarrelling with his mistresses He and Madame de Verrue havequarrelled they say for whole days together I wonder how the goodQueen can love him with such constancy but she is a most virtuous personand patience itself Since the King had no mistresses he lives uponbetter terms with her Devotion has softened his heart and his temperMadame de Verrue is I dare say fortyeight years of age 1718 Ishared some of the profits of her theft by buying of her 160 medals ofgold the half of those which she stole from the King of Sicily She hadalso boxes filled with silver medals but they were all sold in England The Comtesse de Verrue was married at the age of thirteen years Victor Amadeus then King of Sardinia fell in love with her She would have resisted and wrote to her mother and her husband who were both absent They only joked her about it She then took that step which all the world knows At the age of eighteen being at a dinner with a relation of her husbands she was poisoned The person she suspected was the same that was dining with her he did not quit her and wanted to have her blooded Just at this time the Spanish Ambassador at Piedmont sent her a counterpoison which had a happy effect she recovered but never would mention whom she suspected She got tired of the King and persuaded her brother the Chevalier de Lugner to come and carry her off the King being then upon a journey The rendezvous was in a chapel about four leagues distant from Turin She had a little parrot with her Her brother arrived they set out together and after having proceeded four leagues on her journey she remembered that she had forgotten her parrot in the chapel Without regarding the danger to which she exposed her brother she insisted upon returning to look for her parrot and did so She died in Paris in the beginning of the reign of Louis XV She was fond of literary persons and collected about her some of the best company of that day among whom her wit and grace enabled her to cut a brilliant figure She was the intimate friend of the poet La Faye whom she advised in his compositions and whose life she made delightful Her fondness for the arts and pleasure procured for her the appellation of Dame de Volupte and she wrote this epitaph upon herself Ci git dans un pais profonde Cette Dame de Volupte Qui pour plus grande surete Fit son Paradis dans ce mondeSECTION XXXVITHE GRAND DUCHESS WIFE OF COSMO II OF FLORENCEThe Grand Duchess has declared to me that from the day on which she setout for Florence she thought of nothing but her return and the means ofexecuting this design as soon as she should be ableNo one could approve of her deserting her husband and the moreparticularly as she speaks very well of him and describes the manner ofliving at Florence as like a terrestrial paradiseShe does not think herself unfortunate for having travelled and looksupon all the grandeur she enjoyed at Florence as not to be compared withthe unrestrained way of living in which she indulges here She is veryamusing when she relates her own history in the course of which she byno means flatters herselfIndeed cousin I say to her often you do not flatter yourself butyou really tell things which make against youAh no matter she replies I care not provided I never see the GrandDuke againShe cannot be accused of any amorous intrigueHer husband furnishes her with very little money and at this momentApril 1718 he owes her fifteen months of her pension She is nowreally in want of money to enable her to take the waters of BourbonThe Grand Duke who is very avaricious thinks she will die soon andtherefore holds back the payments that he may take advantage of thatevent when it shall happenSECTION XXXVIITHE DUCHESSE DE LORRAINE ELIZABETHCHARLOTTEPHILIPPINE DORLEANS CONSORT OF LEOPOLD JOSEPHCHARLES DE LORRAINEMy daughter is ugly even more so than she was for the fine complexionwhich she once had has become sunburnt This makes a great differencein the appearance and causes a person to look old She has an uglyround nose and her

Produced by David WidgerMEMOIRS OF THE COURT OF ST CLOUDBy Lewis GoldsmithBeing Secret Letters from a Gentleman at Paris to a Nobleman in LondonPUBLISHERS NOTEThe present work contains particulars of the great Napoleon not to befound in any other publication and forms an interesting addition to theinformation generally known about himThe writer of the Letters whose name is said to have been Stewarton andwho had been a friend of the Empress Josephine in her happier if lessbrilliant days gives full accounts of the lives of nearly all NapoleonsMinisters and Generals in addition to those of a great number of othercharacters and an insight into the inner life of those who formedNapoleons CourtAll sorts and conditions of men are dealt withadherents who have comeover from the Royalist camp as well as those who have won their wayupwards as soldiers as did Napoleon himself In fact the work aboundswith anecdotes of Napoleon Talleyrand Fouche and a host of others andastounding particulars are given of the mysterious disappearance of thosepersons who were unfortunate enough to incur the displeasure of NapoleonLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONSAt Cardinal CaprarasCardinal FeschEpisode at Mme MiotsNapoleons GuardA Grand DinnerChaptalTurreauxCarrierBarrereCambaceresPauline BonaparteSECRET COURT MEMOIRSTHE COURT OF ST CLOUDINTRODUCTORY LETTERPARIS November 10th 1805MY LORDThe Letters I have written to you were intended for the privateentertainment of a liberal friend and not for the general perusal of asevere public Had I imagined that their contents would have penetratedbeyond your closet or the circle of your intimate acquaintance severalof the narratives would have been extended while others would have beencompressed the anecdotes would have been more numerous and my ownremarks fewer some portraits would have been left out others drawn andall better finished I should then have attempted more frequently toexpose meanness to contempt and treachery to abhorrence should havelashed more severely incorrigible vice and oftener held out to ridiculepuerile vanity and outrageous ambition In short I should then havestudied more to please than to instruct by addressing myself seldomer tothe reason than to the passionsI subscribe nevertheless to your observation that the late long warand short peace with the enslaved state of the Press on the Continentwould occasion a chasm in the most interesting period of modern historydid not independent and judicious travellers or visitors abroad collectand forward to Great Britain the last refuge of freedom some materialswhich though scanty and insufficient upon the whole may in part rendthe veil of destructive politics and enable future ages to penetrateinto mysteries which crime in power has interest to render impenetrableto the just reprobation of honour and of virtue If therefore myhumble labours can preserve loyal subjects from the seduction oftraitors or warn lawful sovereigns and civilized society of the alarmingconspiracy against them I shall not think either my time thrown away orfear the dangers to which publicity might expose me were I only suspectedhere of being an Anglican author Before the Letters are sent to thepress I trust however to your discretion the removal of everything thatmight produce a discovery or indicate the source from which you havederived your informationAlthough it is not usual in private correspondence to quote authoritiesI have sometimes done so but satisfied as I hope you are with myveracity I should have thought the frequent productions of any betterpledge than the word of a man of honour an insult to your feelings Ihave besides not related a fact that is not recent and well known inour fashionable and political societies and of ALL the portraits I havedelineated the originals not only exist but are yet occupied in thepresent busy scene of the Continent and figuring either at Courts incamps or in CabinetsLETTER IPARIS August 1805MY LORDI promised you not to pronounce in haste on persons and eventspassing under my eyes thirtyone months have quickly passed away since Ibecame an attentive spectator of the extraordinary transactions and ofthe extraordinary characters of the extraordinary Court and Cabinet ofSt Cloud If my talents to delineate equal my zeal to inquire and myindustry to examine if I am as able a painter as I have been anindefatigable observer you will be satisfied and with your approbationat once sanction and reward my laboursWith most Princes the supple courtier and the fawning favourite havegreater influence than the profound statesman and subtle Minister andthe determinations of Cabinets are therefore frequently prepared indrawingrooms and discussed in the closet The politician and thecounsellor are frequently applauded or censured for transactions whichthe intrigues of antechambers conceived and which cupidity and favourgave power to promulgateIt is very generally imagined but falsely that Napoleon Bonapartegoverns or rather tyrannizes by himself according to his own capacitycaprices or interest that all his acts all his changes are the soleconsequence of his own exclusive unprejudiced will as well as unlimitedauthority that both his greatness and his littleness his successes andhis crimes originate entirely with himself that the fortunate hero whomarched triumphant over the Alps and the dastardly murderer thatdisgraced human nature at Jaffa because the same person owed victory tohimself alone and by himself alone commanded massacre that the samegenius unbiased and unsupported crushed factions erected a throne andreconstructed racks that the same mind restored and protectedChristianity and proscribed and assassinated a DEnghienAll these contradictions all these virtues and vices may be found inthe same person but Bonaparte individually or isolated has no claim tothem Except on some sudden occasions that call for immediate decisionno Sovereign rules less by himself than Bonaparte because no Sovereignis more surrounded by favourites and counsellors by needy adventurersand crafty intriguersWhat Sovereign has more relatives to enrich or services to recompensemore evils to repair more jealousies to dread more dangers to fearmore clamours to silence or stands more in need of information andadvice Let it be remembered that he who now governs empires andnations ten years ago commanded only a battery and five years ago wasonly a military chieftain The difference is as immense indeed betweenthe sceptre of a Monarch and the sword of a general as between the wiselegislator

Produced by David WidgerZIBELINEBy Philippe De MassaTranslated By D Knowlton RanousALEXANDREPHILIPPEREGNIER DE MASSAMARQUIS DE MASSA soldier composer and French dramatist was born inParis December 5 1831 He selected the military career and received acommission in the cavalry after leaving the school of St Cyr He servedin the Imperial Guards took part in the Italian and FrancoGerman Warsand was promoted Chief of Squadron Fifth Regiment Chasseurs a ChevalSeptember 10 1871 Having tendered his resignation from active servicehe was appointed a lieutenantcolonel in the territorial army February3 1880 He has been decorated with the Legion of HonorThe Marquis de Massa is known as a composer of music and as a dramaticauthor and novelist At the Opera Comique there was represented in1861 RoyalCravate written by him Fragments of two operas by him wereperformed at the Paris Conservatory of Music in 1865 and in 1868 Thelist of his principal plays follows Le Service en campagne comedy1882 La Cicatrice comedy 1885 Au Mont Ida Fronsac a La Bastilleand La Coeur de Paris all in 1887 La Czarine and Brouille depuisMagenta 1888 and La Bonne Aventureall comedies1889 Together withPetipa he also wrote a ballet Le Roi dYvetot 1866 music by CharlesLabarre He further wrote Zibeline a most brilliant romance 1892 withan Introduction by Jules Claretie crowned by the Academie FrancaiseThis odd and dainty little story has a heroine of striking originalityin character and exploits Her real name is Valentine de Vermont andshe is the daughter of a fabulously wealthy FrenchAmerican dealer infurs and when after his death she goes to Paris to spend her colossalfortune and to make restitution to the man from whom her father wonat play the large sum that became the foundation of his wealth certainlively Parisian ladies envying her her rich furs gave her the name ofZibeline that of a very rare almost extinct wild animal ZibelinesAmerican unconventionality her audacity her wealth and generosityset all Paris by the ears There are fascinating glimpses into thedrawingrooms of the most exclusive Parisian society and also intothe historic greenroom of the Comedie Francaise on a brilliant firstnight The man to whom she makes graceful restitution of his fortuneis a hero of the FrancoMexican and FrancoPrussian wars and when shegives him back his property she throws her heart in with the gift Thestory is an interesting study of a brilliant and unconventional Americangirl as seen by the eyes of a clever FrenchmanLater came La Revue quand meme comedy 1894 Souvenirs etImpressions 1897 La Revue retrospective comedy 1899 and Sonnetsthe same year PAUL HERVIEU de lAcademe FrancaiseLETTER FROM JULES CLARETIE TO THE AUTHORMY DEAR FRIENDI have often declared that I never would write prefaces But how canone resist a fine fellow who brings one an attractive manuscript signedwith a name popular among all his friends who asks of one in the mostengaging way an opinion on the samethen a word a simple word ofintroduction like a signal to saddleI have read your Zibeline my dear friend and this romanceyourfirsthas given me a very keen pleasure You told me once that you felta certain timidity in publishing it Reassure yourself immediately Aman can not be regarded as a novice when he has known as you haveall the Parisian literary world so long or rather perhaps I may moreaccurately say he is always a novice when he tastes for the first timethe intoxication of printers inkYou have the quickest of wits and the least possible affectation ofgravity and you have made as well known in Mexico as in Paris yourcouplets on the end of the Mexican conflict with France Tout Mexico ypassera Where are they the tolderols of autumnYesterday I found in a volume of dramatic criticism by that terribleand charming Jules Barbey dAurevilly an appreciation of one of yourcomedies which bears a title very appropriate to yourself HonorAnd this play does him honor said Barbey dAurevilly because it ischarming light and supple written in flowing verse the correctnessof which does not rob it of its graceThat which the critic said of your comedy I will say of your romanceIt is a pretty fairystoryall about Parisian fairies for a great manyfairies live in Paris In fact more are to be found there than anywhereelse There are good fairies and bad fairies among them Your ownparticular fairy is good and she is charming I am tempted to askwhether you have drawn your characters from life That is a questionwhich was frequently put to me recently after I had publishedLAmericaine The public longs to possess keys to our books It is notsufficient for them that a romance is interesting it must possess alsoa spice of scandalPortraits You have not drawn anyneither in the drawingrooms whereZibeline scintillates nor in the foyer of the Comedie Francaisewhere for so long a time you have felt yourself at home Your women arevisions and not studies from lifeand I do not believe that you willobject to my saying thisYou should not dislike the romantic romance which every one in thesedays advises us to writeas if that style did not begin as far backas the birth of romance itself as if the Princess of Cleves had notwritten and as if Balzac himself the great realist had not inventedthe finest romantic romances that can be foundfor example theamorous adventure of General de Montriveau and the Duchesse de LanglaisApropos in your charming story there is a General who pleases me verymuch How was it that you did not take after the fashion of Paul deMolenes a dashing cavalry officer for your heroyou for whom theliterary cavalier has all the attractions of a gentleman and a soldierNothing could be more piquant alert chivalrousin short worthy ofa Frenchmanthan the departure of your hero for the war after thatdramatic cardparty which was also a battleand what a battlewhereat the end of the conflict he left his all upon the green cloth Thatis an attractive sketch of

Produced by David WidgerCOSMOPOLISBy Paul BourgetWith a Preface by JULES LEMAITRE of the French academyPAUL BOURGETBorn in Amiens September 2 1852 Paul Bourget was a pupil at theLycee Louis le Grand and then followed a course at the Ecole des HautesEtudes intending to devote himself to Greek philology He howeversoon gave up linguistics for poetry literary criticism and fictionWhen yet a very young man he became a contributor to various journalsand reviews among others to the Revue des deux Mondes La RenaissanceLe Parlement La Nouvelle Revue etc He has since given himself upalmost exclusively to novels and fiction but it is necessary to mentionhere that he also wrote poetry His poetical works comprise Poesies1872876 La Vie Inquiete 1875 Edel 1878 and Les Aveux 1882With riper mind and to far better advantage he appeared a few yearslater in literary essays on the writers who had most influenced hisown developmentthe philosophers Renan Taine and Amiel the poetsBaudelaire and Leconte de Lisle the dramatist Dumas fils and thenovelists Turgenieff the Goncourts and Stendhal Brunetiere saysof Bourget that no one knows more has read more read better ormeditated more profoundly upon what he has read or assimilated itmore completely So much reading and so much meditation even whenaccompanied by strong assimilative powers are not perhaps the mostdesirable and necessary tendencies in a writer of verse or of fictionTo the philosophic critic however they must evidently be invaluableand thus it is that in a certain selfallotted domain of literaryappreciation allied to semiscientific thought Bourget stands todaywithout a rival His Essais de Psychologie Contemporaine 1883Nouveaux Essais 1885 and Etudes et Portraits 1888 are certainlynot the work of a week but rather the outcome of years of selfcultureand of protracted determined endeavor upon the sternest lines In factfor a long time Bourget rose at 3 am and elaborated anxiously studyafter study and sketch after sketch well satisfied when he sometimesnoticed his articles in the theatrical feuilleton of the Globe andthe Parlement until he finally contributed to the great Debatsitself A period of long hard and painful probation must always belaid down so to speak as the foundation of subsequent literary fameBut France fortunately for Bourget is not one of those places wherethe foundation is likely to be laid in vain or the period of probationto endure for ever and everIn fiction Bourget carries realistic observation beyond the externalswhich fixed the attention of Zola and Maupassant to states of themind he unites the method of Stendhal to that of Balzac He is alwaysinteresting and amusing He takes himself seriously and persists inregarding the art of writing fiction as a science He has wit humorcharm and lightness of touch and ardently strives after philosophy andintellectualityqualities that are rarely found in fiction It may wellbe said of M Bourget that he is innocent of the creation of a singlestupid character The men and women we read of in Bourgets novels areso intellectual that their wills never interfere with their heartsThe list of his novels and romances is a long one considering the factthat his first novel LIrreparable appeared as late as 1884 Itwas followed by Cruelle Enigme 1885 Un Crime dAmour 1886 AndreCornelis and Mensonges 1887 Le Disciple 1889 La Terre promiseCosmopolis 1892 crowned by the Academy Drames de Famille 1899Monique 1902 his romances are Une Idylle tragique 1896 LaDuchesse Bleue 1898 Le Fantome 1901 and LEtape 1902Le Disciple and Cosmopolis are certainly notable books The lattermarks the cardinal point in Bourgets fiction Up to that time he hadseen environment more than characters here the dominant interest ispsychic and from this point on his characters become more and morelike Stendhals different from normal clay Cosmopolis is perfectlycharming Bourget is indeed the pastmaster of psychologicalfictionTo sum up Bourget is in the realm of fiction what Frederic Amiel isin the realm of thinkers and philosophersa subtle ingenious highlygifted student of his time With a wonderful dexterity of pen a veryacute almost womanly intuition and a rare diffusion of grace about allhis writings it is probable that Bourget will remain less known as acritic than as a romancer Though he neither feels like Loti nor seeslike Maupassanthe reflects JULES LEMAITRE de lAcademie FrancaiseAUTHORS INTRODUCTIONI send you my dear Primoli from beyond the Alps the romance ofinternational life begun in Italy almost under your eyes to which Ihave given for a frame that ancient and noble Rome of which you are soardent an admirerTo be sure the drama of passion which this book depicts has noparticularly Roman features and nothing was farther from my thoughtsthan to trace a picture of the society so local so traditional whichexists between the Quirinal and the Vatican The drama is not evenItalian for the scene might have been laid with as much truth atVenice Florence Nice St Moritz even Paris or London the variouscities which are like quarters scattered over Europe of the fluctuatingCosmopolis christened by Beyle Vengo adesso da Cosmopoli It isthe contrast between the rather incoherent ways of the rovers of highlife and the character of perennity impressed everywhere in the greatcity of the Caesars and of the Popes which has caused me to choose thespot where even the corners speak of a secular past there to evoke somerepresentatives of the most modern as well as the most arbitrary andthe most momentary life You who know better than any one the motleyworld of cosmopolites understand why I have confined myself to paintinghere only a fragment of it That world indeed does not exist it canhave neither defined customs nor a general character It is composedof exceptions and of singularities We are so naturally creatures ofcustom our continual mobility has such a need of gravitating around onefixed axis that motives of a personal order alone can determine us uponan habitual and voluntary exile from our native land It is so now inthe case of an artist

Produced by David WidgerGERFAUTBy CHARLES DE BERNARDWith a Preface by JULES CLARETIE of the French AcademyCHARLES DE BERNARDPIERREMARIECHARLES DE BERNARD DU GRAIL DE LA VILLETTE better known bythe name of Charles de Bernard was born in Besancon February 24 1804He came from a very ancient family of the Vivarais was educated atthe college of his native city and studied for the law in Dijon andat Paris He was awarded a prize by the Jeux floraux for hisdithyrambics Une fete de Neron in 1829 This first success inliterature did not prevent him aspiring to the Magistrature when theRevolution of 1830 broke out and induced him to enter politics Hebecame one of the founders of the Gazette de FrancheComte and anarticle in the pages of this journal about Peau de chagrin earned himthe thanks and the friendship of BalzacThe latter induced him to take up his domicile in Paris and initiatedhim into the art of novelwriting Bernard had published a volume ofodes Plus Deuil que Joie 1838 which was not much noticed but aseries of stories in the same year gained him the reputation of a genialconteur They were collected under the title Le Noeud Gordien andone of the tales Une Aventure du Magistrat was adapted by Sardou forhis comedy Pommes du voisin Gerfaut his greatest work crowned bythe Academy appeared also in 1838 then followed Le Paravent anothercollection of novels 1839 Les Ailes dIcare 1840 La Peau du Lionand La Chasse aux Amants 1841 LEcueil 1842 Un Beaupere 1845and finally Le Gentilhomme campagnard in 1847 Bernard died onlyfortyeight years old March 6 1850Charles de Bernard was a realist a pupil of Balzac He surpasses hismaster nevertheless in energy and limpidity of composition His styleis elegant and cultured His genius is most fully represented in a scoreor so of delightful tales rarely exceeding some sixty or seventy pagesin length but perfect in proportion full of invention and originalityand saturated with the purest and pleasantest essence of the spiritwhich for six centuries in tableaux farces tales in prose and versecomedies and correspondence made French literature the delight andrecreation of Europe Gerfaut is considered De Bernards greatestwork The plot turns on an attachment between a married woman and thehero of the story The book has nothing that can justly offend theincomparable sketches of Marillac and Mademoiselle de Corandeuil areadmirable Gerfaut and Bergenheim possess pronounced originality andthe author is so to speak incarnated with the hero of his romanceThe most uncritical reader can not fail to notice the success withwhich Charles de Bernard introduces people of rank and breeding into hisstories Whether or not he drew from nature his portraits of this kindare exquisitely natural and easy It is sufficient to say that he isthe literary Sir Joshua Reynolds of the postrevolution vicomtes andmarquises We can see that his portraits are faithful we must feel thatthey are at the same time charming Bernard is an amiable and spiritedconteur who excels in producing an animated spectacle for a refinedand selected public whether he paints the ridiculousness or the miseryof humanityThe works of Charles de Bernard in wit and urbanity and in the peculiarcharm that wit and urbanity give are of the best French type To anyelevation save a lofty place in fiction they have no claim but in thatphase of literature their worth is undisputed and from many testimoniesit would seem that those whom they most amuse are those who are bestworth amusingThese novels well enough as they are known to professed students ofFrench literature have by the mere fact of their age rather slippedout of the list of books known to the general reader The general readerwho reads for amusement can not possibly do better than proceed totransform his ignorance of them into knowledge JULES CLARETIE de lAcademie FrancaiseGERFAUTBOOK 1CHAPTER I THE TRAVELLERDuring the first days of the month of September 1832 a young man aboutthirty years of age was walking through one of the valleys in Lorraineoriginating in the Vosges mountains A little river which after a fewleagues of its course flows into the Moselle watered this wild basinshut in between two parallel lines of mountains The hills in thesouth became gradually lower and finally dwindled away into the plainAlongside the plateau arranged in amphitheatres large square fieldsstripped of their harvest lay here and there in the primitive forest inother places innumerable oaks and elms had been dethroned to giveplace to plantations of cherrytrees whose symmetrical rows promised anabundant harvestThis contest of nature with industry is everywhere but is morepronounced in hilly countries The scene changed however as onepenetrated farther and little by little the influence of the soilgained ascendancy As the hills grew nearer together enclosing thevalley in a closer embrace the clearings gave way to the naturalobduracy of the soil A little farther on they disappeared entirely Atthe foot of one of the bluffs which bordered with its granite bands thehighest plateau of the mountain the forest rolled victoriously down tothe banks of the riverNow came patches of forest like solid battalions of infantry sometimessolitary trees appeared as if distributed by chance upon the grassyslopes or scaling the summit of the steepest rocks like a body of boldsharpshooters A little unfrequented road if one can judge from thescarcity of tracks ran alongside the banks of the stream climbing upand down hills overcoming every obstacle it stretched out in almost astraight line One might compare it to those strong characters who markout a course in life and imperturbably follow it The river on thecontrary like those docile and compliant minds that bend to agreeableemergencies described graceful curves obeying thus the caprices of thesoil which served as its bedAt a first glance the young man who was walking alone in the midst ofthis picturesque country seemed to have nothing remarkable in his dressa straw hat a blue blouse

Produced by David WidgerCONSCIENCEBy Hector MalotWith a Preface by EDOUARD PAILLERON of the French AcademyHECTOR MALOTHECTORHENRI MALOT the son of a notary public was born at La BrouilleSeineInferieure March 20 1830 He studied law intending to devotehimself also to the Notariat but toward 1853 or 1854 commenced writingfor various small journals Somewhat later he assisted in compiling theBiographie Generale of Firmin Didot and was also a contributor tosome reviews Under the generic title of Les Victimes dAmour he madehis debut with the following three familyromances Les Amants 1859Les Epoux 1865 and Les Enfants 1866 About the same period hepublished a book La Vie Moderne en Angleterre Malot has writtenquite a number of novels of which the greatest is Conscience crownedby the French Academy in 1878His works have met with great success in all countries They possessthat lasting interest which attends all work based on keen observationand masterly analysis of the secret motives of human actionsThe titles of his writings run as follows Les Amours de Jacques1868 Un Beau Frere 1869 Romain Kalbris 1864 being a romancefor children Une Bonne Afaire and Madame Obernin 1870 Un Cure deProvince 1872 Un Mariage sons le Second Empire 1873 Une BelleMere 1874 LAuberge du Monde 18751876 4 vols Les Bataillesdu Mariage 1877 3 vols Cara 1877 Le Docteur Claude 1879 LeBoheme Tapageuse 1880 3 vols Pompon and Une Femme dArgent 1881La Petite Soeur and Les Millions Honteux 1882 Les Besogneux andPaulette 1883 Marichette and Micheline 1884 Le LieutenantBonnet and Sang Bleu 1885 Baccara and Zyte 1886 Viceo FrancisSeduction and Ghislaine 1887 Mondaine 1888 Mariage Riche andJustice 1889 Mere 1890 Anie 1891 Complices 1892 Conscience1893 and Amours de Jeunes et Amours de Vieux 1894About this time Hector Malot resolved not to write fiction any moreHe announced this determination in a card published in the journal LeTemps May 25 1895It was then maliciously stated that M Malot hisretired from business after having accumulated a fortune However hetook up his pen again and published a history of his literary lifeLe Roman de mes Romans 1896 besides two volumes of fiction LAmourdominateur 1896 and Pages choisies 1898 works which showed thatin the language of Holy Writ his eye was not dimmed nor his naturalforce abated and afforded him a triumph over his slanderers EDOUARD PAILLERON de lAcademie FrancaiseCONSCIENCEBOOK 1CHAPTER I THE REUNIONWhen Crozat the Bohemian escaped from poverty by a good marriage thatmade him a citizen of the Rue de Vaugirard he did not break with hisold comrades instead of shunning them or keeping them at a distancehe took pleasure in gathering them about him glad to open his house tothem the comforts of which were very different from the attic of theRue Ganneron that he had occupied for so long a timeEvery Wednesday from four to seven oclock he had a reunion at hishouse the Hotel des Medicis and it was a holiday for which his friendsprepared themselves When a new idea occurred to one of the habitues itwas caressed matured studied in solitude in order to be presented infull bloom at the assemblyCrozats reception of his friends was pleasing simple like the mancordial on the part of the husband as well as on the part of the wifewho having been an actress held to the religion of comradeship On atable were small pitchers of beer and glasses within reach was an oldstone jar from Beauvais full of tobacco The beer was good the tobaccodry and the glasses were never emptyAnd it was not silly subjects that were discussed here worldlybabblings or gossiping about absent friends but the great questionsthat ruled humanity philosophy politics society and religionFormed at first of friends or at least of comrades who had worked andsuffered together these reunions had enlarged gradually until one daythe rooms at the Hotel des Medicis became a parlotte where preachersof ideas and of new religions thinkers reformers apostlespoliticians aesthetes and even babblers in search of ears more or lesscomplaisant that would listen to them met together Any one might comewho wished and if one did not enter there exactly as one would enter anordinary hotel it was sufficient to be brought by an habitue in orderto have the right to a pipe some beer and to speakOne of the habitues Brigard was a species of apostle who had acquiredcelebrity by practising in his daily life the ideas that he professedand preached Comte de Brigard by birth he began by renouncing histitle which made him a vassal of the respect of men and of socialconventions an instructor of law he could easily have made a thousandor twelve hundred francs a month but he arranged the number and theprice of his lessons so that each day brought him only ten francs inorder that he might not be a slave to money living with a woman whom heloved he had always insisted although he had two daughters onliving with her en union libre and in not acknowledging his childrenlegally because the law debased the ties which attached him to them andlessened his duties it was conscience that sanctioned these duties andnature like conscience made him the most faithful of lovers the bestthe most affectionate the most tender of fathers Tall proud carryingin his person and manners the native elegance of his race he dressedlike the porter at the corner only replacing the blue velvet bychestnut velvet a less frivolous color Living in Clamart for twentyyears he always came to Paris on foot and the only concessions that hemade to conventionality or to his comfort were to wear sabots in winterand to carry his vest on his arm in summerThus organized he must have disciples and he sought themeverywherein the streets where he buttonholed those he was able tosnatch under the trees of the Luxembourg Gardens and on Wednesdayat the house of his old comrade Crozat How many he had

Produced by Sandra Laythorpe HTML version by Al HainesNutties FatherbyCharlotte M YongeCONTENTS I ST AMBROSES CHOIR II MONKS HORTON III HEIR HUNTING IV A NAME V SUSPENSE VI THE WATERSOLDIER VII THAT MAN VIII THE FATHER IX NEW PLUMES X BRIDGEFIELD EGREMONT XI LAWNTENNIS XII OUT OF WORK XIII DETRIMENTALS XIV GOING AGEE XV A CASTLE OF UMBRELLAS XVI INFRA DIG XVII AN OLD FRIEND XVIII A FRIEND IN NEED XIX THE VORTEX XX WOLF XXI URSULAS RECEPTION XXII DISENCHANTMENT XXIII A FAILURE XXIV FARMS OR UMBRELLAS XXV THE GIGGLING SCOTCH GIRL XXVI THREE YEARS LATER XXVII THE BOY OF EGREMONT XXVIII A BRAVE HEART XXIX A FRESH START XXX NUTTIES PROSPECTS XXXI SPES NON FRACTA XXXII BLACKS IN THE ASCENDANT XXXIII THE LOST HEIR XXXIV FETTERS RENT XXXV THE HULL OF THE URSULA XXXVI NUTTIES KNIGHT XXXVII FOUND AND TAKEN XXXVIII THE UMBRELLA MAN XXXIX ANNAPLES AMBITION FALLENCHAPTER IST AMBROSES CHOIR For be it known That their saints honour is their ownSCOTTThe town of Micklethwayte was rising and thriving There weresalubrious springs which an enterprising doctor had lately brought intonotice The firm of Greenleaf and Dutton manufactured umbrellas inlarge quantities from the stout weatherproof family roof down to thedaintiest fringed toy of a parasol There were a Guild Hall and ahandsome Corn Market There was a Modern School for the boys and aHigh School for the girls and a School of Art and a School ofCookery and National Schools and a British School and a BoardSchool also churches of every height chapels of every denominationand iron mission rooms budding out in hopes to be replaced by churchesLike one of the animals which zoologists call radiated the town wasconstantly stretching out fresh arms along country roads all livingand working and gradually absorbing the open spaces between One ofthese arms was known as St Ambroses Road in right of the church anincomplete structure in yellow brick consisting of a handsome chancelthe stump of a tower and one aisle just weathertight and usable butby its very aspect begging for the completion of the beautiful designthat was suspended above the almsboxIt was the evening of a summer day which had been very hot The choirpractice was just over and the boys came out trooping and chatteringvery small ones they were for as soon as they began to sing tolerablythey were sure to try to get into the choir of the old church whichhad a foundation that fed clothed taught and finally apprenticedthem So though the little fellows were clad in surplices andcassocks and sat in the chancel for correctness sake there was aspace round the harmonium reserved for the more trustworthy band ofgirls and young women who came forth next followed by four or fivemechanicsBehind came the nucleus of the choira slim fairhaired youth oftwenty a neat precise welltrimmed man closely shaven withstooping shoulders at least fifteen years older with a black poodleat his heels as well shorn as his master newly risen from lyingoutside the church door a gentle somewhat drooping lady in black notyet middleaged and very pretty a small eager unformed blackeyedgirl who could hardly keep back her words for the outside of thechurch door a tall selfpossessed handsome woman with a fineclassical cast of features and lastly a brownfaced wiry hardworkingclergyman without an atom of superfluous flesh but with an air ofgreat energyOh vicar where are we to go was the question so eager to breakforthNot to the Crystal Palace Nuttie The funds wont bear it MrDutton says we must spend as little as possible on locomotionIm sure I dont care for the Crystal Palace A trumpery tinselplace all shamsHush hush my dear not so loud said the quiet lady but Nuttieonly wriggled her shoulders though her voice was a trifle lowered Ifit were the British Museum now or Westminster AbbeyOr the Alps chimed in a quieter voice or the UfizziNow Mr Dutton thats not what I want Our people arent ready forthat but what they have let it be real Miss Mary dont you see whatI meanRather better than Miss Egremont herself said Mr DuttonWell said the vicar interposing in the wordy war Mrs Greenleafschildren have scarlatina so we cant go to Horton Bishop The choiceseems to be between South Beach and Monks HortonThats no harm cried Nuttie Mrs Greenleaf is so patronisingAnd both that and South Beach are so stale said the youthAs if the dear sea could ever be stale cried the young girlI thought Monks Horton was forbidden ground said Miss MarySo it was with the last regime said the vicar but now the newpeople are come I expect great things from them I hear they are veryfriendlyI expect nothing from them said Nuttie so sententiously that all herhearers laughed and asked her exquisite reason as Mr Dutton put itLady Kirkaldy and a whole lot of them came into the School of ArtAnd didnt appreciate Head

Produced by Alfred J Drake HTML version by Al HainesFROUDACITY 1889JJ ThomasWEST INDIAN FABLES BY JAMES ANTHONY FROUDEEXPLAINED BY J J THOMASContentsPreface by JJ ThomasBOOK I Introduction 2733 Voyage out 3441 Barbados 4144 St Vincent 4448 Grenada 4850BOOK II Trinidad 5355 Reform in Trinidad 5580 Negro Felicity in the West Indies 81110BOOK III Social Revolution 113174 West Indian Confederation 175200 The Negro as a Worker 201206 Religion for Negroes 207230BOOK IV Historical Summary or Résumé 233261 endFROUDACITYPREFACE5 Last year had well advanced towards its middlein fact it wasalready April 1888before Mr Froudes book of travels in the WestIndies became known and generally accessible to readers in thoseColoniesMy perusal of it in Grenada about the period above mentioned disclosedthinly draped with rhetorical flowers the dark outlines of a scheme tothwart political aspiration in the Antilles That project is sought tobe realized by deterring the home authorities from granting an electivelocal legislature however restricted in character to any of theColonies not yet enjoying such an advantage An argument based on thecomposition of the inhabitants of those Colonies is confidently reliedupon to confirm the inexorable mood of Downing Street6 Overlarge and everincreasingso runs the argumentthe Africanelement in the population of the West Indies is from its past historyand its actual tendencies a standing menace to the continuance ofcivilization and religion An immediate catastrophe socialpolitical and moral would most assuredly be brought about by thegranting of full elective rights to dependencies thus inhabitedEnlightened statesmanship should at once perceive the immense benefitthat would ultimately result from such refusal of the franchise Thecardinal recommendation of that refusal is that it would avertdefinitively the political domination of the Blacks which mustinevitably be the outcome of any concession of the modicum of right soearnestly desired The exclusion of the Negro vote being inexpedientif not impossible the exercise of electoral powers by the Blacks mustlead to their returning candidates of their own race to the locallegislatures and that too in numbers preponderating according to themajority of the Negro electors The Negro legislators thus supreme inthe councils of the Colonies would straightway proceed to passvindictive and retaliatory laws against their white fellow 7colonists For it is only fifty years since the White man and theBlack man stood in the reciprocal relations of master and slaveWhilst those relations subsisted the white masters inflicted and theblack slaves had to endure the hideous atrocities that are inseparablefrom the system of slavery Since Emancipation the enormous stridesmade in selfadvancement by the exslaves have only had the effect ofprovoking a resentful uneasiness in the bosoms of the exmasters Theformer bondsmen on their side and like their brethren of Hayti areeaten up with implacable bloodthirsty rancour against their formerlords and owners The annals of Hayti form quite a cabinet ofpolitical and social object lessons which in the eyes of Britishstatesmen should be invaluable in showing the true method of dealingwith Ethiopic subjects of the Crown The Negro race in Hayti in orderto obtain and to guard what it calls its freedom has outraged everyhumane instinct and falsified every benevolent hope The slaveownersthere had not been a whit more cruel than slaveowners in the otherislands But in spite of this how ferocious how sanguinary 8 howrelentless against them has the vengeance of the Blacks been in theirhour of mastery A century has passed away since then andnotwithstanding that the hatred of Whites still rankles in theirsouls and is cherished and yielded to as a national creed and guide ofconduct Colonial administrators of the mighty British Empire thelesson which History has taught and yet continues to teach you in Haytias to the best mode of dealing with your Ethiopic colonists liespatent bloodstained and terrible before you and should be takendefinitively to heart But if you are willing that Civilization andReligionin short all the highest developments of individual andsocial lifeshould at once be swept away by a desolating vandalism ofAfrican birth if you do not recoil from the bloodguiltiness thatwould stain your consciences through the massacre of ourfellowcountrymen in the West Indies on account of their racecomplexion and enlightenment finally if you desire those modernHesperides to revert into primeval jungle horrent lairs wherein theBlacks who but a short while before had been ostensibly civilizedshall be revellers as highpriests and 9 devotees in orgies ofdevilworship cannibalism and obeahdare to give the franchise tothose West Indian Colonies and then rue the consequences of yourinfatuationAlas if the foregoing summary of the ghastly imaginings of Mr Froudewere true in what a fools paradise had the wisest and best amongst usbeen living moving and having our being Up to the date of thesuggestion by him as above of the alleged facts and possibilities ofWest Indian life we had believed even granting the correctness of hisgloomy account of the past and present positions of the two races thatto no wellthinking West Indian White whose ancestors may haveinnocently or culpably participated in the gains as well as the guiltof slavery would the remembrance of its palmy days be otherwise thanone of regret We Negroes on the other hand after a lapse of timeextending over nearly two generations could be indebted only toprecarious tradition or scarcely accessible documents for any knowledgewe might chance upon of the sufferings endured in these Islands of theWest by those of our race who have gone before us Death withundiscriminating hand had gathered 10 in the human harvest ofmasters and slaves alike according to or out of the normal laws ofnature while Time had been letting down on the stage of our existencedropscene after dropscene of years to the number of something likefifty which had been curtaining off the tragic incidents of the pastfrom the peaceful activities of the present Being thus circumstancedthought we what rational elements of mutual hatred should now continueto exist in the bosoms of the two racesWith regard to the perpetual reference to Hayti because

The Reporter Who Made Himself KingbyRichard Harding DavisThe Old Time Journalist will tell you that the best reporter is the onewho works his way up He holds that the only way to start is as aprinters devil or as an office boy to learn in time to set type tograduate from a compositor into a stenographer and as a stenographertake down speeches at public meetings and so finally grow into a realreporter with a fire badge on your left suspender and a speakingacquaintance with all the greatest men in the city not even exceptingPolice CaptainsThat is the old time journalists idea of it That is the way he wastrained and that is why at the age of sixty he is still a reporterIf you train up a youth in this way he will go into reporting with toofull a knowledge of the newspaper business with no illusionsconcerning it and with no ignorant enthusiasms but with a keen andjustifiable impression that he is not paid enough for what he doesAnd he will only do what he is paid to doNow you cannot pay a good reporter for what he does because he doesnot work for pay He works for his paper He gives his time hishealth his brains his sleeping hours and his eating hours andsometimes his life to get news for it He thinks the sun rises onlythat men may have light by which to read it But if he has been in anewspaper office from his youth up he finds out before he becomes areporter that this is not so and loses his real value He should comeright out of the University where he has been doing campus notes forthe college weekly and be pitchforked out into city work withoutknowing whether the Battery is at Harlem or Hunters Point and withthe idea that he is a Moulder of Public Opinion and that the Power ofthe Press is greater than the Power of Money and that the few lines hewrites are of more value in the Editors eyes than is the column ofadvertising on the last page which they are notAfter three yearsit is sometimes longer sometimes not so longhefinds out that he has given his nerves and his youth and his enthusiasmin exchange for a general fund of miscellaneous knowledge theopportunity of personal encounter with all the greatest and mostremarkable men and events that have risen in those three years and agreat fund of resource and patience He will find that he has crowdedthe experiences of the lifetime of the ordinary young business mandoctor or lawyer or man about town into three short years that hehas learned to think and to act quickly to be patient and unmoved wheneveryone else has lost his head actually or figuratively speaking towrite as fast as another man can talk and to be able to talk withauthority on matters of which other men do not venture even to thinkuntil they have read what he has written with a copyboy at his elbowon the night previousIt is necessary for you to know this that you may understand whatmanner of man young Albert Gordon wasYoung Gordon had been a reporter just three years He had left Yalewhen his last living relative died and had taken the morning train forNew York where they had promised him reportorial work on one of theinnumerable Greatest New York Dailies He arrived at the office atnoon and was sent back over the same road on which he had just cometo Spuyten Duyvil where a train had been wrecked and everybody ofconsequence to suburban New York killed One of the old reportershurried him to the office again with his copy and after he haddelivered that he was sent to the Tombs to talk French to a man inMurderers Row who could not talk anything else but who had shownsome international skill in the use of a jimmy And at eight hecovered a flowershow in Madison Square Garden and at eleven was sentover the Brooklyn Bridge in a cab to watch a fire and make guesses atthe losses to the insurance companiesHe went to bed at one and dreamed of shattered locomotives humanbeings lying still with blankets over them rows of cells and banks ofbeautiful flowers nodding their heads to the tunes of the brass band inthe gallery He decided when he awoke the next morning that he hadentered upon a picturesque and exciting career and as one day followedanother he became more and more convinced of it and more and moredevoted to it He was twenty then and he was now twentythree and inthat time had become a great reporter and had been to Presidentialconventions in Chicago revolutions in Hayti Indian outbreaks on thePlains and midnight meetings of moonlighters in Tennessee and hadseen what work earthquakes floods fire and fever could do in greatcities and had contradicted the President and borrowed matches fromburglars And now he thought he would like to rest and breathe a bitand not to work again unless as a war correspondent The only obstacleto his becoming a great war correspondent lay in the fact that therewas no war and a war correspondent without a war is about as absurd anindividual as a general without an army He read the papers everymorning on the elevated trains for war clouds but though there weremany war clouds they always drifted apart and peace smiled againThis was very disappointing to young Gordon and he became more andmore keenly discouragedAnd then as war work was out of the question he decided to write hisnovel It was to be a novel of New York life and he wanted a quietplace in which to work on it He was already making inquiries amongthe suburban residents of his acquaintance for just such a quiet spotwhen he received an offer to go to the Island of Opeki in the NorthPacific Ocean as secretary to the American consul

Produced by Michael Pullen HTML version by Al HainesMutter und KindFriedrich HebbelEin Gedicht in sieben Gesängen1859 Erster Gesang Eben grauet der Morgen Noch stehen die zitternden Sterne An der Wölbung des Himmels die kaum am Rande zu blauen Anfängt während die Mitte noch schwarz wie die Erde herabhängt Frierend kriechen die Wächter mit Spieß und Knarre nach Hause Doch sie erlöste die Uhr und nicht die steigende Sonne Denn noch ruhen die Bürger der Stadt und bedürfen des Schutzes Gegen den schleichenden Dieb den spähende Augen gewähren Wie der Hahn auch rufe und wie vom Turme herunter Auch der hungrige Geier mit ewig brennendem Magen Nach dem Frühstück krächze es kümmert nicht Mensch noch Tiere Nur in den Ställen die hinter die stattlichen Häuser versteckt sind Wirds allmählich lebendig es scharren und stampfen die Pferde Und es brüllen die Kühe allein die Knechte und Mägde Schwören sich bloß zur Nacht die Raufen noch voller zu stopfen Als es gestern geschah und schlafen weiter in Frieden Nun man müßte sie loben wofern sie sich rascher erhüben Aber wer könnte sie tadeln daß sie sich noch einmal herumdrehn Ist doch die Kälte zu groß Der Fuß dem die Decke entgleitet Schrickt zurück vor der Luft als ob er in Wasser geriete Welches sich eben beeist auch darf man den Winter nicht schelten WeihnachtsAbend ist da wie sollt er nicht grimmig sich zeigen Dennoch lehnt schon am Pfahl der still verglühnden Laterne Eine dunkle Gestalt Im Licht des flackernden Dochtes Welcher sich selbst verzehrt des Öls allmählich ermangelnd Kann man den Jüngling erkennen der unbeweglich hinüber Schaut nach dem Erdgeschoß des Hauses über der Straße Wahrlich es müssen die Pulse ihm heiß und fieberisch hüpfen Daß er um diese Stunde die selbst im Sommer die Zähne Oft zum Klappern bringt und alle Glieder zum Schaudern Hier so ruhig steht als wär er in Eisen gegossen Schneidend und scharf wie ein Messer zerteilt der Hauch nun die Lüfte Welcher die Sonne meldet den sollen die Fische im Wasser Spüren und mitempfinden er aber regt sich auch jetzt nicht Doch da schreitet er vor und naht sich dem Hause Was gibt ihm Denn so plötzlich Gefühl und macht ihn lebendig Ein Schimmer Ward da drunten sichtbar den eine getragene Lampe Zu verbreiten scheint Er bückt sich nieder zu lauschen Spricht sie ists und tickt mit leisem Finger ans Fenster Drinnen taucht ein Kopf empor Die klarste der Scheiben Suchend er findet sie schwer die meisten sind blind und belaufen Lugt er schüchtern hindurch Es ist ein blühendes Mädchen Welches sich selber beleuchtet indem es die Lampe erhebend Nach dem Klopfenden späht Er ruft mach auf Magdalena Und enteilt in das Gäßchen das links am Hause sich hinzieht Bald auch öffnet sich seitwärts das Dienerpförtchen doch halb nur Und den Fuß in der Tür beim Licht noch einmal ihn prüfend Spricht sie Christian du Was kannst du so zeitig nur wollen Laß uns hineinversetzt erdu würdest draußen erfrieren Und wir sind ja noch sicher Sie sperrt ihm noch immer den Eingang Doch er hält ihr den Pelz entgegen in den er gehüllt ist Und nun tritt sie zurück und geht voran in die Küche Während er auf den Zehen ihr folgt Schon brennt auf dem Herde Hell und lustig ein Feuer Sie stellt den Kessel mit Wasser Jetzt darüber und setzt sich an einer Seite daneben An der anderen er Die rötliche Flamme vergoldet Spielend beider Gesichter und gegen sein dunkel gebräuntes Sticht ihr lilienweißes mit blonden Locken bekränztes Fein und angenehm ab So mußt dubeginnt sieschon wieder Auf die Straße hinaus und das am heiligen Abend Wer dem Fuhrmann diententgegnet erfeiert die Feste Selten gemächlich zu Hause denn immer mangelt dem Kaufmann Dies und das im Gewölb und da die Kunden nicht warten Wartet er selbst auch nicht Doch duerwidert sie leise Fast in Vorwurfes Tondu könntest es lange schon besser Haben wenn du nur wolltestDu meinst ich könnte beim Kaufmann Selber könnte bei euch seinversetzt er mit Lächelnund freilich Hätt ichs bequemer und dürfte man siehts ja zu Tode mich schlafen Aber das täte nicht gutEr springt empor und die Küche Stumm und sinnend durchschreitend und dann ich plötzlicher Wendung Vor das Mädchen tretend und ihre Schönheit betrachtend Ruft er aus Nein nein sie soll mir nicht hungern und frieren Voll Verwunderung schaut sie auf und merkt es nun endlich Daß er bewegt ist wie nie Was hast du fragt sie ihn ängstlich Und er streichelt sie sanft und spricht die bedächtigen Worte Wem ein altes Weib für seinen Groschen das Schicksal Aus den Karten verkündigt der mag noch zweifeln und lachen Aber wem es der Herr im liebsten Freunde und Bruder Dicht vor die Augen stellt dem ziemt es sich warnen zu lassen Hätte der Ärmste mich in solchem Elend gesehen Wie ich gestern ihn er wäre wohl ledig geblieben Und sein Beispiel solldies wird so meint er ihn trösten Nicht verloren sein für seinen Jugendgenossen Geht es den beiden so schlechtversetzt sie erschreckendich habe Anna nicht wieder erblickt sie ist nicht weiter gekommen Und ich kann das Haus nur selten auf Stunden verlassen Und da hab ich zu tun und rechne mit Schuster und Schneider Gings mir anders mit Wilhelmerwidert er traurigich hatte Ihn so gut wie verloren denn ängstlich wie Sünde und Schande Pflegen sich Armut und Not in Ecken und Winkeln